Corn Pone Refuge by Jim White vs. The Packway Handle Band Lyrics

Some say I was a hillbilly man
I could not help myself
By taking on them strings

I took strings hard, I took strings low
I work strings right, and I took them wrong

I been shouting
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Jubilee
Living like some corn pone refuge

Taken on love, taken on hate
Took it on top
Just to change my fate
Sucking on the tit or every woe, sorrow faced
I'd lost my way
Just to tug on those strings
Here in lies the tale of the corn pone refugе
Don't I know that story well my friends
That sorry lug is me

I been shouting
Givе a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that

Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Jubilee
Living like some corn pone refuge
Oh mercy me, I have played the fool
Tugging on that Devil's tail, like it was some kind of precious jewel

Spoken Word

Give me no more brothers now
No more sisters
Well I fiddled my days away
Tugging on worthless things

I don't know how
I got this old piece
Forever be on those god forsaken strings

Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Give a little bit, a little bit, little bit of that
Living like some corn pone refuge