East Kentucky Fibers

Ain’t A Bit Drunk

When she saw me coming she wrung her hands and cried

said, “Yonder comes the booger man oh where’ll I run and hide?”

Ain’t a bit drunk, drunk, drunk, ain’t a bit drunk drunk drunk, 

Ain’t a bit drunk, drunk, drunk, I’m just from Alabam

Ain’t a bit . . . Ain’t a bit . . . 

Ain’t a bit . . . I mean just what I say.  

She hugged me and she kissed me she called me sugar plum, 

threw both arms around me like vines around a gum. 

Where’d you get your whisky, where’d you get your dram?

I got it from a yaller gal a way in Alabam. 

She hugged me and she kissed me she called me sugar plum, 

threw both arms around me I thought my time had come. 

She hugged me and she kissed me she called me sugar plum, 

threw both arms around me she said she loved me some.