Son Oh Son Oh What's the Matter? Will Weaver-O

Son Oh Son Oh What's the Matter? Will Weaver-O

Songs

This is the hand-transcribed text of the song, "Son oh Son oh What's the Matter? Will Weaver-O." This version of the song is attributed to Mrs. Walter Phillips, 1967.

Bobby McMillon

Bobby McMillon Collection, Southern Appalachian Archives, Mars Hill University

Southern Appalachian Archives, Liston B. Ramsey Center for Appalachian Studies, Mars Hill University

1967

Mrs. Walter Phillips

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English

Son oh Son oh What's the Matter? Will Weaver-O

Son oh son oh what's the matter
Does your wife scold, does she flatter
Or does she to the tavern go
Along with Will Weaver-O.

She don't lie nor she don't chatter
She don't scold nor she don't flatter
But she to the tavern go
Along with Will Weaver-O

He came home all in a wonder
Knocking at the door like thunder
Who is that Will Weaver cried
It's my husband you must hide

He sat down by the fireside weeping
Up the chimney he got to peeping
There he spied the wretched soul
Perched upon the upper pole

Hee ha ha now I've found ye
Neither will I hang nor drown ye
This he thought but he never spoke
I'll roust him down from there with smoke

He built on a rousting fire
Just to suit his own desire
Take him down and spare his life
Just for the sake of a weded wife

He put on a little more fuel
What he thought his life was dual

verso:

Mrs. Walter Phillips
1967

He reached up and down he brought him
Like a raccoon dog he shuck him
Shuck him till his back turned red
Now poor Will Weaver's dead.

Handwritten text on pages 63 and 64 of a blue double-entry ledger.