Tar-Heel Boy

tar-heel boy sings a song
about a girl who ain't comin' home
by-'n'-by

she worked too long in the mill
she gone to those rollin' hills
in the sky

we're barely off mama's milk
and we're locked in here weavin' silk
we can't buy

while you been off in oregon
I been drinkin' here all alone
all night long
all day long

they shot a nine-year-old boy
for a hundred dollars