I fell off of them twice.

Oh, get out of my way.

Get this thing off me!

Satisfell, take your shoes off.

Well, first off, them other women wanted me to put my cards down on the table so all of them could see them.

Let's get the guns off in the truck.

You get your chicken picking hands off our livestock.

Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin' Millie St.

pointing to my jug.

I put on my friendly hat, brung out my rocker, and a jug of hard cider, and I've been sitting here waving and hollering at folks.

My wife has a club.

That's where my jug went.

In the middle of the morning?

Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my dar... I'm sorry, Mr. Drysdale, but I feel like a darn fool singing this to you.

Come here with my big old yelp!

You fill my sack up for me.

Of course it don't.

How did I get you as my neighbors?

Why, they took my jug without so much as a thank you, buy your leave, or kiss my foot.

What kind of a table?