My ^Gname is Tom Hight, an old bach'lor I am, You'll ^D7find me out west in the country of fame, You'll ^Gfind me out west on an elegant plain, A- ^D7starving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

^GHurrah for Greer County! the land of the free, The ^D7land of the bedbug, grasshopper and flea; I'll ^Gsing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame, While s^D7tarving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

My ^Ghouse, it is built of national soil, Its ^D7walls are erected according to Hoyle, Its ^Groof has no pitch, but is level and plain, I ^D7always get wet if it h^Gappens to rain.

^GHurrah for Greer County! the land of the free, The ^D7land of the bedbug, grasshopper and flea; I'll ^Gsing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame, While s^D7tarving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

My ^Gclothes are all ragged, as my language is rough, My ^D7bread is corndodgers, both solid and tough; But yet I am ^Ghappy and live at my ease On ^D7sorghum, molasses, ^Gbacon and cheese.

^GHurrah for Greer County! the land of the free, The ^D7land of the bedbug, grasshopper and flea; I'll ^Gsing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame, While s^D7tarving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

How ^Ghappy am I when I crawl into bed, A r^D7attlesnake hisses a tune at my head, A gay little ^Gcentipede, all without fear, Crawls ^D7over my pillow and ^Ginto my ear.

^GHurrah for Greer County! the land of the free, The ^D7land of the bedbug, grasshopper and flea; I'll ^Gsing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame, While s^D7tarving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

Now ^Gall you claim holders, I hope you will stay And ^D7chew your hardtack till you're toothless and grey, But for ^Gmyself I'll no longer remain To ^D7starve like a dog on my ^Ggovernment claim.

^GHurrah for Greer County! the land of the free, The ^D7land of the bedbug, grasshopper and flea; I'll ^Gsing of its praises, I'll tell of its fame, While s^D7tarving to death on my ^Ggovernment claim.

Fare^Gwell to Greer County, farewell to the west, I'll ^D7travel back east to the girl I love best, I'll ^Gtravel to Texas and marry me a wife And ^D7quit corn dodgers the ^Grest of my life.

^GGoodbye to Greer County where blizzards arise, Where the ^D7sun never sinks and the flea never dies, And the ^Gwind never ceases but always remains Till it ^D7starves us all out on our ^Ggovernment claims.