I lived in a place called Okfuskee
And I had a little girl in a holler tree
I said, "Little girl, it's plain to see
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She said, "It's hard for me to see
How one little boy got so ugly"
Yes, my little girly, that might be
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We walked down by the Buckeye Creek
To see the frog eat the goggle eye bee
To hear that west wind whistle to the east
Oh my little girly, will you let me see
Where over yonder where the wind blows free?
Nobody can see in our holler tree
And there ain't nobody that can sing like me
Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree
And laid it on to she and me
It stung lots worse than a hive of bees
Now I have walked a long long ways
I still look back to my Tanglewood days
I've led lots of girlies since then to stray
Saying, "Ain't nobody that can sing like me