And he ’ranged the music accordin’—
Then he play’d a tune, call’d “Go it while you’re young,”
And they dance it on t’other side of Jordan.
So I pull’d off my coat, and roll’d up my sleeve,
Jordan’s a hard road to trabble;
So I pull’d off my coat, and roll’d up my sleeve,
Jordan’s a hard road to trabble I b’lieve.
David and Goliah, they went out to fight,
Old Father Miller went out to part ’em;
He up with a stone, hit David on the shin,