(Norro Wilson)      July the 12th sho' was a scorcher   Mama she'd fixed some lemonade   Sister Beth was sunnin' in the sunshine   Baby Cory was a playin' in the shade.      I looked up the road yonder comes a big car   Somethin' we don't see much around here   Big man said son where's your pappy   Said he's over in the cornfield not far from here.      They started taking over by the rail fence   It looked like papa was a gettin' mad   They walked to the house and papa was a cryin'   Papa never cried and I knew it was bad.      Two weeks later in the Logan Courthouse   Raining cats and dogs outside   Sure was awful the way mama was a cryin'   She said she thought that woman had lied.      Papa siad Judge we tried to raise up a good boy   From a little bitty tot   Jody'd never go against of what a woman wishes   That kind of boy we know that he's not.      You know the power of the almighty dollar   Will come out the winner every time   That Willie Buchanan done got away with something   And they're tryin' to blame that boy of mine.      Hmh, hmh, hmm, hmm, July the 12th 1939   Hmh, hmh, hmm, hmm...