Miss marcy

Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch
Pa married miss marcy when i was just six
Ma died when i was just two
Without her us young’uns would have been in a fix
She cared for us like mammys do

Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch
Do you know what went on at the still
Joe wilson is dying tom jenkins is dead
And they say pa done shot uncle will

Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch
Do you know what started the fight
Twas an hour passed milking when marcy got home
Miss marcy done stayed out all night
Miss marcy done stayed out all night

Dad was a strange one he hated the dance
He never did go for such frills
Marcy went with joe wilson when she got the chance
Or tom or sometimes uncle will

Now pa got more jealous day after day
This morning it came to a head
Today at the still they all made their play
On account of miss marcy they’re dead

Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch
Do you know what went on at the still
Joe wilson is dying tom jenkins is dead
And they say pa done shot uncle will
And they say that pa done shot uncle will

Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch
You’re shaking boy what’s ailing you
The blade of your knife is all stained crimson red
Miss marcy well she’s dying to
Billy boy billy boy sit on the porch