Stage Driver

As sure as I'm a sinner Before I get much thinner I'll take a job driving stage for Uncle Sam And regardless of the weather I'll put on my patent leather So people won't know how poor I am We're up and away Before the light of day From rapids to reservations We'll get to our destination Forty miles down the track To the town of Hackensack Where the lady's forty, fat and fair And she's got pretty daughters three And they're as hungry as they can be So my hands are always cold when I get there We're up and away Before the light of day From rapids to reservations We'll get to our destination Beads and lace for ladies Blankets for the babies Flour from roller mills Fiddle strings, butter and pills And in the dusk light we can see The town of old Bemidji And the town's folk gathering out in the snow They want tobacco, soap and tea And jugs of jubilee But there's no time here to drink we have to go We're up and away Before the light of day From rapids to reservations We'll get to our destination We'll get to our destination We'll get to our destination