The next I saw was a blind man, as blind as he could be
He said he saw Corina in the hollow tree
Come a lou come a lou come a high low
Down the merry stream
Come a round down town come a dippy dippy dow
Hear the row, the bow wow wow
Bugle horn, the bid Fi-diddle and the hidey ho
All along the old back road, the people stopped to talk at her garden gate
While inside the family cried all through the night
Because the old woman had passed away...
I loved her so and oh she was a special one
A lovely lady and a gentle old soul
And she taught me to sing an old folk song
It's got a melody of a hundred years ago
And she sang a come a lou come a lou come a high low
Come down the merry stream
I'm remembering...
Those memories have given me so much
She wore her age so gracefully
And there was not a living thing that she did not love
And I pray that there is a little of her in me
Oklahoma in the summertime
In her rocking chair she's a singin there on the porch
While the hounds are howling through the hot black night
And that ole fox he's a runnin like he never has done before
When you hear the melody and when
I play my song, every note you hear from me she'd sing right along
And she sang a come a lou come a lou come a high low
Come down the merry stream
I'm remembering...
All along the old back road the people stopped to talk at her garden gate
While inside the family cried all through the night...
Did you hear that old Mrs. Whitten
Has passed away today...
Come a lou come a lou come a high low
Come down the merry stream
Come a ran tan tan and a dippy dippy dow
Hear the row the bow wow wow
The bugle's horn the big Fi-diddle
And the hidey ho through the woods
We're gonna roam boys, through the woods we're gonna roam
Come a loo come a loo come a high low
Come down the merry stream
Come a ran tan tan and a dippy dippy dow
Hear the row the bow wow wow
The bugle's horn the big Fi-diddle