Joan Baez - My Good Old Man Lyrics

Where are you going, my good old man?
Where are you going, my honey, my lamb?
Spoken: Huntin'
Where are you combing back, my good old man?
When are you coming back, my honey, my lamb?
Spoken: Saturday
What'll you want for supper, my good old man?
What'll you want for supper, my honey
My lamb? Spoken: Eggs
How many of them will you want
My good old man?
How many of them will you want, my honey
My lamb? Spoken: A bushel
Why a bushel of them'll kill you
My good old man
Why a bushel of them'll kill you, my honey
My lamb spoken: I don't care
Well where do you want to be buried
My good old man
Where do you want to be buried, my honey
My lamb spoken: In the chimney corner
Why the ashes will fall on you
My good old man
Why the ashes will fall on you, my honey
My lamb spoken: I don't care if they do
Well what'll you do then, my good old man?
What'll you do then, my good old man?
Spoken: I will come back and haunt you
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my good old man
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my honey
My lamb