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
