Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger - Greer County Bachelor (Starving To Death On My Government Claim) lyrics
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My name is Tom Hight, an old bachelor I am You'll find me out West in the county of fame You'll find me out West on an elegant plan A-starving to death on my government claim Hurrah, for Greer County! The land of the free The land of the bedbug, grasshopper, and flea I'll sing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame While starving to death on my government claim My clothes they are ragged, my language is rough My bread is corn dodgers, both solid and tough And yet I am happy and live at my ease On sorghum, molasses, and bacon and cheese My house, it is built of the national soil Its walls are erected according to Hoyle Its roof has no pitch, but is level and plain I always get wet if it happens to rain Hurrah, for Greer County! The land of the free The home of the bedbug, grasshopper, and flea I'll sing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame While starving to death on my government claim How happy am I when I crawl into bed! A rattlesnake hisses a tune at my head A gay little centipede, quite without fear Crawls over my pillow and into my ear Now all you claim holders, I hope you will stay Chew your hardtack 'til you're toothless and gray But for myself, I'll no longer remain To starve like a dog on my government claim Hurrah, to Greer County, where blizzards arise Where the sun never sinks, the flea never dies I'll sing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame While starving to death on my government claim Goodbye to Greer County, goodbye to the West I'll travel back East to the girl I love best I'll travel back East and marry me a wife Call quits on corn dodgers the rest of my life