Well, sun rose up, week load’s down
way down the Ohio to Shawnee Town. And it’s
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Hard on the beach shore, she moves too slow,
way down to Shawnee Town on the O-hi-o.
Well, wiskey’s in the jug, boy, wheel’s in the sag.
Look on down to Shawnee Town an‘ bring the rocks so fine. And it’s
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Well, now the currents got a boy, takin‘ some slide.
Got on down to Shawnee Town an‘ push flagger by. And it’s
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Well, got a wife in Louisville, another in New Orleans.
When I get to Shawnee Town, I’ll see my Indian queen. And it’s
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Well, weather’s mighty warm, boys, water is thick and dank,
and the fog is so darn’t thick, you cannot see the bank. And it’s
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Well sun rose up, week load’s down
way down the Ohio to Shawnee Town.
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