Sleepy-Eyed John

By

Guitar

Ukulele

Well I
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went down yonder on Caney Creek
Whittled out a fiddle from my
B
wagon seat
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Tuned my fiddle, rosined my bow
Played a little tune
B
where ever I
E
go
Chorus:
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Sleepy-Eyed John you better get your britches on
E
Sleepy-Eyed John better
B
tie your shoe
E
Sleepy-Eyed John you better get your britches on
Try to get to heaven before the
B
devil gets
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you

Sleepy-Eyed John he stole a goose
The goose he flopped but he couldn’t get loose
Said John to the goose, if you don’t be still
We’ll miss our supper down at Caney Hill

Sleepy-Eyed John he had a wooden leg
The leg wasn’t nothing but a little wooden peg
One shoe off and one shoe on
He could do the double shuffle ’til the cows come home

Well I got twenty dollars for to build a fence
Took my money and I ain’t worked since
Sold my donkey and I sold my plow
And I wouldn’t take a dollar for my journey now