Walkin' down the street the other day, I heard the report of a pistol. Friend of mine looked up sort of excited-like and said, "What could that mean?" Give him somethin' sorta like this:

Well, they tell me Mr. Garfield's been shot down, low down
Tell me Mr. Garfield's been shot
Oh, they tell me Mr. Garfield's been shot down, low down
Tell me Mr. Garfield's been shot

Now, I saw a crowd gathered up over there and went across . . . and went in . . . saw Mr. Garfield lyin' over there on the bed. Said, "Howdy. How're ya feelin'?" He look up sorta sad-like and gimme somethin' sorta like this:

Well, they tell me I've been shot down, very low down
They tell me I've been shot down low
Oh, they tell me I've been shot down, very low down
They tell me I've been shot down low

Now, a city feller was there and they asked him if he'd like somethin' to eat and he said, "Yup. Just bring me somethin' I'm used to." And he gimme somethin' sorta like this:

Well, bring on your ham and eggs, lord, lord
Bring on your ham and your eggs
Well, bring on your ham and your eggs, lord, lord
Bring on your ham and your eggs

Now, there's a country feller there, too, and they asked him if he'd like somethin' to eat and he said, "Yup, just gimme somethin' I'm used to." Give him somethin' sorta like this:

Well, bring on your bacon and your beans, lord, lord
Bring on your bacon and your beans
Now, Mrs. Garfield come in, walked up to the bed, looked down at Mr. Garfield, and said, "Mr. Garfield, if somethin' was to go wrong and you don't get well, would you mind if I was to marry again?" And he gave her somethin' sorta like this:

Don't you never let a chance go by, lord, lord
Don't you never let a chance go by
Don't you never let a chance go by, lord, lord
Don't you never let a chance go by