Album: Folk Song Book

Poor Howard

(Harlan Howard)

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song
Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song.

Poor Howard had a wife
And she nagged him all his life
So he used his busher knife
Like I said he had a wife.

But poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song
Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song.

They took poor Howard off to jail
they wouldn't let me go his bail
Said poor Howard is your friend
Buy a lilly for his hand.

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song
Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song.

--- Instrumental ---

When he laid his bones to rest
We fullfilled his last request
He said buddies bury me
Far from her as I can be.

Now poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song
Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song.

His last words were friends goodbye
don't you worry, don't you cry
I don't mind this a gettin' hung
At least I stopped her naggin' tongue.

Now poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song
Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let me hear you sing this song...