Ain't been on Market Street for nothing With my regular washing load When the Saturday crowd went stomping Down the Johnny-jumping road Seen Sally Jones come running With a razor at her throat, Seen Deacon's daughter lurching Like a drunken alley goat. But the biggest for my money, And the saddest for my throw Was the night I seen the goopher man Throw dust around my door. Come sneaking round my doorway In a stovepipe hat and coat; Come sneaking round my doorway To drop the evil note I run down to Sis Avery's And told her what I seen "Root-worker's out to git me What you reckon that there mean?" Sis Avery she done told me, "Now honey go on back I knows just what will hex him And that old goopher sack." Now I done burned the candles Till I seen the face of Jim And I done been to Church and prayed But can't git rid of him. Don't want to burn his picture Don't want to dig his grave Just want to have my peace of mind And make that dog behave. Was running through the fields one day Sis Avery's chopping corn Big horse come stomping after me I knowed then I was gone. Sis Avery grabbed that horses' mane And not one minute late Cause trembling down behind her I seen my ugly fate. She hollered to that horse to "Whoa! I gotcha hoppy-toad." And yonder come the goopher man A-running down the road. She hollered to that horse to "Whoa" And what you wanta think? Great-God-a-mighty, that there horse Begun to sweat and shrink. He shrunk up to a teeny horse He shrunk up to a toad And yonder come the goopher man Still running down the road. She hollered to that horse to "Whoa" She said, "I'm killing him. Now you just watch this hoppy-toad And you'll be rid of Jim." The goopher man was hollering "Don't kill that hoppy-toad." Sis Avery she said "Honey, You bout to lose your load." That hoppy-toad was dying Right there in the road And goopher man was screaming "Don't kill that hoppy-toad." The hoppy-toad shook one more time And then he up and died Old goopher man fell dying, too. "O hoppy-toad," he cried.