BALLAD OF LARRY JOYNER

Larry, Larry Joyner, King of the wild frontier
Born on a table top in Baldwyn, Mississippi,
Wildest state in the land of the free
Raised in the woods so he knew ev'ry tree
Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three

Early one morn' the creeks rose up
Addin' to the fever he had to go a huntin',
Now this was somethin' that he knows,
So he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes

Larry, Larry Joyner, The man who don't know fear!

Off through the woods he's a marchin' along,
Makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song,
Itchin' fer fight with whatever come along,
Just to show mmm' that he is strong,

Larry, Larry Joyner, The buckskin buccaneer!

Heading on back to the ol' home place,
A trackin' that b'ar right throught the trace,
Fought that ol' b'ar in a all out war
Made hiself a legend for evermore,

Larry, Larry Joyner, King of the wild frontier!

When he came home his b'ar huntin' done,
The western march had just begun
So he packed ol' Besty his trusty gun,
an' lit out a grinnin' to follow the sun

Larry, Larry Joyner, Leadin' the pioneer
Larry, Larry Joyner, King of the wild frontier!