Carsmile Smith he's the Old One 

Dontcha you know that he's the Good One 

Dontcha, dontcha 

Bessy stood by the side of the grave 

Like a woman of love would do 

She hung her hands into a knot of grief 

For a man she never knew 



[Repeat 1st verse twice] 



Repeat 2nd verse] 



Dontcha, dontcha 

Dontcha, dontcha