Down The Old Plank Road

The Chieftains & John Hiatt & Béla Fleck & Jeff White & Tim O’Brien - Pop
Down The Old Plank Road
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> I would not be in Richmond 'tween all the hail and rain Than for to be in Georgia wearin' that ball and chain Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road I went down to Mobile, got on the gravel train The very next thing they heard of, wearin' that ball and chain Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road ~ Instrumental break ~ Joney, my dear Joney, what makes you treat me so Caused me to wear that ball and chain, now my ankle's sore Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road Eighteen pounds of meat a week, whiskey here to sell How can any man stay at home, pretty girls look so well Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road I'm going to build a scaffold on the mountainside So I can see those pretty gals as they go riding by Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Won't get drunk no more Way down the Old Plank Road << • (Transcribed 01DEC2023 caj)
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