I've left what's left of me
On the shores of the Erie
On the shores of the Erie
And I’ve crawled ne’er so
Home sickwardly home
So home sickwardly home
It goes hayfoot, with strawfoot
Throwdown, throwdown
And this they'll say serves me rightly
And this they'll say serves me rightly
So I'd give o’er plainly, this journey'ans luckless cause
If I weren't so lucky
It goes hayfoot, with strawfoot
Throwdown, throwdown
And this they'll say serves me rightly
And this they'll say serves me rightly