It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day.
I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay.
And at dinner time, we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "Y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge.
"Today, Billie Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge.
And Papa said to Mama as he pa**ed around the blackeyed peas
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense! Pa** the biscuits, please!
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow."
And Mama said "It was shame about Billie Joe, anyhow!
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge