Story Behind The Song

Imagine a gathering of familiar folks in the Ozarks or up in the Appalachia... theres a stickiness to the warm summer air and a frog in your throat. Your heart's begging you to approach a particular beauty and shower her with passion. But she loves another and hardly notices you in the midst of all the music and celebration. Its a JOHNSON FAMILY JAMBOREE.

Song Description

Imagine a gathering of familiar folks in the Ozarks or up in the Appalachia... theres a stickiness to the warm summer air and a frog in your throat. Your heart's begging you to approach a particular beauty and shower her with passion. But she loves another and hardly notices you in the midst of all the music and celebration. Its a JOHNSON FAMILY JAMBOREE.

Lyrics

The fiddle played In 3/4 time while the women did a rustic shuffle,
And the men all sang songs and passed around a new batch of Kentucky trouble,

And theres a half a moon in the sky outside and a half-penny in your pocket,
But shes not paying you any mind tonight - got her true love's picture in her locket,

And the mayors wife is wearing pearls all white and a flapper above the knee,
Well shes 5 years younger than the mayors son and she comes from Biloxi,

And theres straw in the stable and hay in the field out there where the cattle graze,
Pigs in the pen and hens in their house and the neighbors kin riding in a cavalcade,

Baron St. James came from across the sea but he settled here years ago,
Well hes gotta law degree from a fancy school and a pocket watch made of gold,

And Mr. St. James had a close encounter with the wrath of jealous man,
But Big Jim Hatch the keepers kid stepped in before it got outta hand,

And the women went out to get a little fresh air while the band got stoned down in the cellar,
And the men played poker in the parlor room while the children gathered round Jon the elder,

And he told them the stories of the mountain man who brought death down into the valley of life,
And the wooded witch who cast a spell and made the preacher kill his congregation with a parring knife,

The fiddle played In 3/4 time while the women did a rustic shuffle,
And the men all sang songs and passed around a new batch of Kentucky trouble,

And theres a half moon still in the sky outside and a half-penny in your pocket,
But shes not paying you any mind tonight - got her true love's picture in her locket,
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