belafonte, harry
water boy
where are you hiding?
if you don't come right here
gonna tell your pa on you
there ain't no hammer
on this mountain
that ring like mine
boy
i'm gonna whoop this rock
from here to the macon
all the way to the jail
you jack 'o diamond
jack 'o diamond
know you're
i know you are of old
you don't rob my pockets
rob my pockets
silver and gold
of silver and gold
ring like mine
bust this rock