Hand me down, (hand me down)

voiceColl. by Mary Jo Davis For M. C. Parler Sung by Bob Crymes, Roy Crymes, and Arthur Crymes, DeValls Bluff, Arkansas June 15, 1954 Reel 195 Item 1 Hand Me Down Hand me down, (hand me down) My walkin' cane (my walkin' cane) Hand me down, (hand me down) My walkin' cane (my walkin' cane) Hand me down my walkin' cane, I'm gonna leave on the midnight train, All my sins are taken away, taken away. Hand me down, (hand me down) My bottle of corn, (my bottle of corn) Hand me down, (hand me down) My bottle of corn, (my bottle of corn) Hand me down my bottle of corn, I'm gonna get drunk, justas sure as I'm born, All my sins are taken away, taken away. I got drunk, (I got drunk) And I got in jail, ( and I got in jail) I got drunk, (I got drunk) And I got in jail, (and I got in jail) I got drunk and I got in jail, I had no one to go my bail, All my sins are taken away, taken away. Hand me down, (hand me down) My cotton sack, (my cotton sack) Hand me down, (hand me down) My cotton sack, (my cotton sack) Hand me down my cotton sack, I'm gonna use if for a Scotsmans' pack, All my sins are taken away, taken away. Hand m e down, (hand me down) My pocket knife, (my pocket knife) Hand me down, (hand me down) My pocket knife, (my pocket knife) Hand me down my pocket knife, I'm gonna cut the throat of my wife, All my sins are taken away, taken away.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation