I’ll See You in the Spring, When the Birds Begin to Sing

Oh shucks

You gonna keep on fooling around, be six foot in the grave
It's fare thee, honey fare you well
You gonna keep on fooling around, be six foot in the grave
It's the last time, honey it's the last time

I'll see you in the spring when the birds begin to sing
It's fare thee, honey fare you well
I'll see you in the spring when the birds begin to sing
It's fare thee, honey fare you well

Oh shucks

You gonna keep on fooling around, be six foot in the grave
It's fare thee, honey fare you well
You gonna keep on fooling around, be six foot in the grave
It's fare thee, honеy fare you well

I'll see you in the fall, whеn you have no friends at all
It's fare the, honey fare you well
I'll see you in the fall, when you have no friends at all
It's the last time, honey it's the last time

Oh, play it now
Mama come scratch my back, shucks

And I'm going away, just to worry you off my mind
You keep me troubled, honey, all the time
And I'll see you in the spring when the birds begin to sing
It's fare thee, honey fare you well