[1m] Caleb Meyer he lived alone in them hollering [^b7] pines
And he made a little whiskey [4] for himself said it helped to pass the [1m] time
Long one evening in back of my house Caleb come a-[^b7]-round
And he called my name till [4] I went out with no one else a-[1m]-round

[1m] Caleb Meyer your ghost is gonna wear them rattlin' [^b7] chains
But when I go to [4] sleep at night don't you call my [1m] name

Where's your husband Nellie Kane where's your darling gone
Did he go on down the mountainside and leave you all alone
Yes my husband's gone to Bowling Green to do some business there
Then Caleb threw that bottle down and grabbed me by my hair

He threw me in the needle bed across my dress he lay
Then he pinned my hands above my head and I commenced to pray
I cried my God I am your child send your angels down
Then feeling with my finger tips the bottleneck I found
I drew that glass across his neck fine as any blade
Then I felt his blood pour fast and hot around me where I laid