Name this song

[Marco33]

I hear it off a country 8 track. Let's you know how long ago I remember last hearing it.

There is some talking and some singing on the song. I think it's called "Two Bits"

Some of the lyrics go like this.

" I call her crisco friends cause she's the biggest batch of un rendered lard you ever saw"
" looks like a bail of cotton with the center band busted"
" she had a awful tank, she took it al so cozy, she said she wasn't thursty... but this is what she'd drink"

" a whisky skin, a glass of gin, which made shake with fear"
" a ginger pop with rum on top, a scooter than a beer"
" a glas of ale shampain cocktail, she should have had more sense"
" when she called for more I fell on the floor for I had but fifty cent's"

[Bodyslide]

Enjoy:

When I had but Fifty Cents
From Binkley Brothers Dixie Clodhoppers.

I took my girl to a fancy ball, it was a social hop
We stayed all night until the break of daylight
Just waiting for the music to stop.
We went in- to a rest- a- raunt, the finest on the street
She said she wasn’t hung-ery but this is what she eat

A dozen rolls, a plate of slaw, a chicken and a roast
A pair of doves with apple sauce, a soft shell crab on toast
A big barbecue with crackers too, her appetite was immense
When she called for pie,I thought I’d die, for I had just fifty cents

You ‘bet I wasn’t hung-ery, I didn’t care to eat
I’ve got money in my clothes to bet she cant be beat
I thought if she ate that way all the time
She’d surely break a bank
She said she wasn’t thirsty, but this is what she drank

A glass of ale, a gin cocktail, it made me shake with fear
A ginger pop with rum on top, and then a schooner of beer
A whisky skin, a glass of gin, she should have had more sense
When she called for more, I fell on the floor, for I had but fifty cents

You ‘bet I wasn’t hung-ery, I didn’t care to eat
Expecting every moment, to be kicked out in the street
She said she’d bring her friends around
Someday, and we’d have fun
I showed the man my fifty cents, and this is what he done

He mashed my nose, he tore my clothes, he hit me on my jaw
He grabbed me by my collar and slammed me out the door
He caught me where my clothes were lose, he kicked me through the fence
Take my advice, don’t try it twice when you’ve got but fifty cents

Also by the below artists

I Had But Fifty Cents

Binkley Brothers' Dixie Clodhoppers. Goin' Up Town. Old Time String Bands, Vol. 2, Marimac 9111, Cas (198?/reis), cut#B.08

(When I Had But Fifty Cents)
Crumb, R.; and his Cheap Suit Seranaders. R. Crumb and His Cheap Suit Serenaders, Blue Goose 2014, LP (1974), cut# 10

Harris, James E.. Shay, Frank (ed.) / My Pious Friends and Drunken Companions and More ..., Dover, Sof (1927/1961), p 38

Holland, Floyd. Rackensack. Volume 2, Driftwood LP 279, LP (1972/?), cut#A.04 (Had But Fifteen Cents)

Tolliver, Ray. Randolph, Vance / Ozark Folksongs. Volume III, Humorous & Play-Party ..., University of Missouri, Bk (1980/1946), p250/#485

[Marco33]

Excellent!

Thanks a Lot.

[Bodyslide]

I am here to Serve...

[Marco33]

Now if I could just find it.