"Mr. Garfield" lyrics - RAMBLIN' JACK ELLIOTT

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