Tar-heel boy sings a song 'bout a girl who ain't comin' home
by 'n by by 'n by

She worked too long in the mill
She's gone to those rolling hills in the sky, in the sky

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