Mine! lyrics

Summer is coming, catfish are jumping, The willows are weeping up the river, Mandaddy's wagon comes rattling and dragging His magical route. He's bringing ghost stories and bright penny-whistles, White Chinese muzzles 'n tins of glory. Look on the horizon and see the dust rolling down the road. Chorus: Well, my name is Mandaddy and I roam these hills. I sing and I whistle and I'll cure your ills. Oh Mandaddy, oh Mandaddy's gonna cure your ills, Mandaddy's gonna cure your ills. He walks like a farmer, talks like warm water, Smells like tobacco and gun powder. He's bringing red garters and bright copper kettles And brown leather shoes. He says,