Chickens a-crowin' on Sourwood Mountain. Chickens a-crowin' on Sourwood Mountain. Call up yore dogs and let's go a-huntin' Hey-ho, dee-iddle-um-day. My true love lives over the river. A few more jumps and I'll be with her. My true love is a blue-eyed daisy. Ef I don' get her, I'll go crazy. My true love lies at the head of he holler. She won't come and I won't foller. My true love lives over the ocean, I'll go to see her, if I take a notion. Say, old man, I want yore daughter To wash my cloths and carry my watter. Fifteen cents, a dollar and a quarter, Say, young man, take her if you want her. Ducks in the pond, geese in the ocean, Devil's in the women if they take a notion. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER IN SPRING by ROBERT FROST UPON THE DEATH OF SIR ALBERT MORTON'S WIFE by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS THE CHILD IN THE GARDEN by HENRY VAN DYKE COMMUNION by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH ON THE EVE OF DEPARTURE FROM O-- by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS |