Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane
Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane
I got myself a woman and yonder comes your man
Now I'm in love with you baby but you don't treat me right
Now I'm in love with you baby but you don't treat me right
You take all my money, walk the streets late at night
Now your man went to the war, and I know it was rough
Now your man went to the war, and I know it was rough
Don't know how many men he killed, but he done killed enough
Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane
Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane
I got myself a woman and yonder comes your man
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