Misc Traditional – The Lane County Bachelor (Guitar)
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[Verse 1]
G Frank Baker's my name and a bachelor I am Am D I'm keeping old batch on an elegant plan G You'll find me out west in the county of Lane Am D G I'm starving to death on a government claim
My house it is built of the natural soil
Am D The walls are erected according to Hoyle G The roof has no pitch but is level and plain Am D G And I always get wet when it happens to rain
[Chorus 1]
G Hurrah for Lane County, the land of the free Am D The home of the grasshopper, bed bug and flea G I'll sing loud its praises and tell of its fame Am D G While starving to death on a government claim
[Verse 2]
G My clothes they are ragged, my language is rough Am D My bread is case-hardened both solid and tough G The dough it is scattered all over the room Am D G And the floor it gets scared at the sight of a broom
My dishes are scattered all over the bed
Am D They are covered with sorghum and government bread G Still I have a good time and live at my ease Am D G On common sop-sorghum, old bacon and grease
[Chorus 2]
G Then come to Lane County, here's a home for you all Am D Where the winds never cease and the rains never fall G And the sun never sets but will always remain Am D G Till it burns you all up on a government claim
[Verse 3]
G How happy I feel when I crawl into bed Am D And a rattlesnake rattles a tune in my head G And a gay little centipede, void of all fear Am D G Crawls over my neck and down into my ear
And the little bed bugs so cheerful and bright
Am D They keep me a-laughing two-thirds of the night G And the gay little flea with sharp tacks in his toes Am D G Plays “Why don't you catch me” all over my nose
[Chorus 3]
G Hurrah for Lane County, hurray for the West Am D Where farmers and laborers are ever at rest G For there's nothing to do but to sweetly remain Am D G And starve like a man on a government claim
[Verse 4]
G How happy I am on my government claim Am D For I've nothing to lose nor I've nothing to gain G I've nothing to eat and I've nothing to wear Am D G And nothing from nothing is honest and fair
Oh it is here I am solid and here I will stay
Am D For my money is all gone and I can't get away G There is nothing that makes a man hard and profane Am D G Like starving to death on a government claim
[Chorus 4]
G Hurrah for Lane County, where blizzards arise Am D Where the winds never cease and the flea never dies G Come join in the chorus and sing of its fame Am D G You poor hungry hobos that's starved on the claim
[Verse 5]
G No don't get discouraged, you poor hungry men Am D For we are all here as free as a pig in a pen G Just stick to your homestead and battle the fleas Am D G And look to your Maker to send you a breeze
Now all you claim holders I hope you will stay
Am D And chew your hardtack till you are toothless and gray G But as for myself I'll no longer remain Am D G And starve like a dog on a government claim
[Chorus 5]
G Farewell to Lane County, farewell to the West Am D I'll travel back East to the girl I love best G I'll stop in Missouri and get me a wife Am D G And live on corn dodgers the rest of my life