we came up the hill to meet him in the dirt patch he was waiting that was our first look at aunt peg s new old man uncle hank was seventy five he lived well and then he died and none of us had nothing against her new old man she liked his fiddling no doubt liked his help on the rural route and the rest didn t bear thinking about aunt peg s new old man we sat down and we got fed a long grace but what a spread the chicken was just an hour dead and the stew was made of barley i pulled out my banjo after a while but he didn t like the scruggs style listen up boy this here s called going down to raleigh old aunt peg begun to frail they got going on a texas gail hit my ears like an awful wail i wish i could hear again he had no use for the modern stuff his back was strong his hands were rough but he rocked her old eggs sure enough aunt peg s new old man now they played the dances and made the rounds gave the tunes they knew no one could count it was all the heads and the hands and you can do worse as a widow and then to find a man the spade and hoe and raise a little hell with the longbow aunt peg s new old man  she liked just fiddling no doubt liked his help on the rural route and the rest didn t bear thinking about aunt peg s new old man she liked just fiddling no doubt liked his help on the rural route and the rest i don t want to think about aunt peg s new old man