Sis Draper

[Verse 1]

Kick your shoes off in the corner

Mama, tuck them babies all up snug

Sis Draper's coming over

We all gonna cut a rug

When you see that lantern swinging yonder

Coming up the holler road

Them dogs'll get to barking

Ought to tie 'em all up with a rope

Now you boys better get in tune

Sis Draper's gonna be here soon

Don't shoot no dice or get too tight

If you're going to pick with Sis tonight

She come down from the Boston mountains

There was lightning in the air

Honey on them fiddle strings

Magnolia in her hair

She's a diamond in the rough

If you can't see the shine that's tough

Play all night for the likes of us

Sis Draper's got the touch

She'll play all night if she feels like it

Have some fruit punch if you spike it

Sis don't care who don't like it

See, Sis got a hell of a bow arm on her

She stepped up and sawed one off

And Uncle Cleve dropped his jaw

Said "She's the best I ever saw

She must be from Arkansas"

I think Grandpa used to date her

Grandma says she still hates her

All the fellas stand up straighter

In the presence of Sis Draper

[Chorus]

Sis Draper is the devil's daughter

Plays the fiddle Daddy bought her

Plays it like her mama taught her

She's a traveling Arkansawyer

[Verse 2]

She put her fiddle in a box

Said "It's getting awful late"

She's on her way to Little Rock

And Little Rock can't wait

So we all stood out in the yard

Hands all full of watermelon

Watcher her leave, watched her go

Wishing I was in that wagon

[Chorus]

Sis Draper is the devil's daughter

Plays the fiddle Daddy bought her

Plays it like her mama taught her

She's a traveling Arkansawyer