Song of the traveling daughter

Some folks say the times are hard I just say oh my lord Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill Every seed that I do sow harvest time nothin's grown Coffee's cold and I been sold for half...

Me and Dixie, we'd waste away Sleep thru the night and all the next day Sleep thru the sun, rain, and moon here in this room Oh, rockabye my Dixie child Oh, rockabye my Dixie child Me and Dixie, we...