Sam Hill

And a certain guy used to go there every day They said a certain girl lived up in Sam Hill Aw, a pretty girl, not hep to city ways This certain guy would come down the hill a smilinHeaded back to town at the crack of dawn And he had 'em all a wonderin' what he was doin Yeah, wonderin' what in Sam Hill's goin' on We knew this certain guy was not a goldminer Cause he never took a shovel or a pick He only took a little box of candy And disappeared in Sam Hill mighty quick