Tex Logan [speaking]: Tex Logan: Here's a little old tune that I guess is an old minstrel song. I learned it from a fella from East Texas way back when I was starting to play. He called it "The Old Gray Goose." I later learned the official name of it is "Jordan, I'm a Hard Road to Travel." So let's let her go. One, two, three.

Logan [singing]: I lived in the East, lived in the West, lived in old Tennessee
I lived 40 days, 40 nights, still didn't get sun hardly any

Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel
Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel, I believe

I looked to the east, I looked to the west, saw the old gray goose coming
With 40 greyhounds at his heels, right for the other side of Jordan

Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel
Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel, I believe

Come on!

[music playing]

Well, ham and eggs didn't quite scare, standing right there in court
Listening for the judge, my legs hanging just inside of Jordan

Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel
Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel, I believe

Well, falling rain, no cotton, no corn, had bad luck with my taters
An old cow run through the strawberry patch, boy, you ought to seen the crater

Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel
Pull off your coat, roll up your sleeves, Jordan, I'm a hard road to travel, I believe

Now let's go!

[music playing]