Ramblin' Jack Elliott - Mr. Garfield lyrics

Walkin' down the street the other day I heard the report of a pistol A friend of mine looked up sort of excited like And said "What could that mean?" I give him something sort of like this; Well, they tell me Mr. Garfield been shot, lowdown Tell me Mr. Garfield been shot Oh, they tell me Mr. Garfield been shot, lowdown Tell me Mr. Garfield been shot Now I saw a crowd gathered up over there, and went across, and went in And I saw Mr. Garfield alaying on the bed And I said, "Howdy, how are you feelin'?" And he looked up sort of sad like and he Gives me some sort like this; Well, they tell me I've been shot down, very lowdown Tell me I've been shot down low Oh, they tell me I've been shot down, very lowdown Tell me I've been shot down low Now a city fellow was there And they asked him if he'd liked something to eat And he said, "Yup, just bring me something I'm used to" And he gave me some sort like this; Well, bring on your ham and your 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 fellow there too And asked him if he'd liked something to eat And he said, "Yup, just give me something I'm used to" I'd give me something sort of like this; Well, bring on your bacon and your beans Lord, Lord Yeah, 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 something was to go wrong and you don't get well Would you mind if I was to marry again?" And he gave her some sort of 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