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