DANVILLE GIRL
(learned from Pete Seeger record "Darlin' Corey" in 1954)
My pocketbook was empty, my heart was full of pain,
I got off at Danville, got stuck on a Danville girl,
She took me in her parlor, she treated me nice and kind,
She wore her hat on the back of her head, like high-tone people do;
I pulled my hat down over my eyes, walked down to the railroad track.
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)
10,000 miles away from home, bummin' a railroad train.
I was standin' on the platform, smokin' a cheap cigar,
A-waitin' for the next freight train to carry an empty car.
You can bet your life she was out of sight, she wore those Danville curls;
She got me in the notion of bummin' all the time.
But the very next train came down the line I bid that girl adieu.
Then I caught the next freight train, and never did look back.