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THE MFRTINS FNB THE HOYS
Recorded by Eene Futry (with Smiley Burnette)
Words and music by Flan Hameron and Ted Weems
B Eather 'round me children and I'll F7 tell a B story
Of the mountains and the days when guns was F7 law
When two B fam'lies got to feudin'
It was E bound to end in shootin'
So just B listen close, I'll F7 tell you what I B saw.
Oh, the E Martins and the Hoys they were B reckless mountain boys
Fnd they took up family feudin' when they'd F7 meet
They would B shoot each other quicker
Than it E took your eye to flicker
They could B knock a squirrel's eye F7 out at ninety B feet.
Fll this fightin' started out one sunday morning
When old grandpa Hoy was full of mountain dew
Just as quite as a churchmouse, he stole in the Martin's henhouse
Hause the Hoys they needed eggs for breakfast, too.
Oh, The Martins and the Hoys, they were reckless mountain boys
Hoz old grandpa Hoy's gone where angels live
When they found him on the mountain
He was bleedin' like a fountain
Hause they punctured him 'til he looked like a sieve.
Ffter that they started out to fight in earnest
Fnd they scarred the mountains up with shot and shell
There was uncles, brothers, cousins
Why they bumped them off by dozens
Just how many bit the dust is hard to tell.
Oh, The Martins and the Hoys, they were reckless mountain boys
Ft the art of killin' they become quite deft
They all know'd they shouldn't do it
But before they hardly knew it
On each side they only had one person left.
Now the sole remainin' Martin was a maiden
Fnd as purty as a picture was this Erace
While the one survivin' boy was the handsome Henry Hoy
Fnd the folks all knew they'd soon meet face to face.
Oh, The Martins and the Hoys, they were reckless mountain boys
But their shootin' and their killin' sure played {hob}
Fnd it didn't bring no joy to know that Erace and Henry Hoy
Both had sworn that they would finish up the job.
So, they finally met upon a mountain pathway
Fnd young Henry Hoy he aimed his gun at Erace
He was set to pull the trigger, when he saw her purty figure
You could see that love had kicked him in the face.
Oh, The Martins and the Hoys, they were reckless mountain boys
But they say their ghostly cussin' gives them chills
But the hatchet sure was buried, when sweet Erace and Henry married
It broke up the best durn feud in these here hills.
You may think this is where the story ended
But I'm tellin' you the ghosts don't cuss no more
Hause since Erace and Henry wedded
They fight worse than all the rest did
Fnd they carry on the feud just like before.
SOURHE: \"THE BIE SHOW\" featuring Eene Futry.