Way Over Yonder In The Minor Key

I lived in a place called Okfuskee
and I had a little girl in a holler tree
I said, little girl, it's plain to see,
there ain't nobody that can sing like me

She said it's hard for me to see
how one little boy got so ugly
Yes, my little girly, that might be,
but there ain't nobody that can sing like me
Ain't nobody that can sing like me,

way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key,
there ain't nobody that can sing like me

We walked down by the Buckeye Creek
to see the frog eat the goggle eye bee
To hear that west wind whistle to the east,
there ain't nobody that can sing like me

Oh my little girly will you let me see,
way over yonder where the wind blows free
Nobody can see in our holler tree
And there ain't nobody that can sing like me

Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree
and laid it on the she and me,
It stung lots worse than a hive of bees
but there ain't nobody that can sing like me

Now I have walked a long long ways
and I still look back to my tanglewood days,
I've led lots of girls since then to stray
saying, ain't nobody that can sing like me

Published by Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc. [BMI]/BMG Songs [ASCAP]

Words: Woody Guthrie 1946
Music: Billy Bragg 1997
Jay Bennett: Hammond B3, bouzuki
Billy Bragg: acoustic guitar, lead vocal
Eliza Carthy: violin
Ken Coomer: drums and percussion
Natalie Merchant: backing vocal
Elizabeth Steen: accordion
John Stirratt: electric bass
Peter Yanowitz: chorus drums