There’s no more taters
the frost done killed the vine 
There’s ain’t no more good times
with that gal of mine

I ain’t never loved, lord
and I hoped I never will 
for that desperate proposition
will sure get a good man killed

whoaaa ohhhh ohhh whooaa hoohh hooooo hoo
whoaaa ohhhh ohhh whooaa hoohh hooooo hoo
that desperate proposition
will sure get a good man killed

I got twelve little puppies,
ten big shaggy hounds 
and that’s all I need to
track my little gal down

whoaaa ohhhh ohhh whooaa hoohh hooooo hoo
whoaaa ohhhh ohhh whooaa hoohh hooooo hoo
and that’s all I need to
track my little gal down

There’s no more taters
the frost done killed the vine
There’s ain’t no more good times
with that gal of mine