Contest Coming (Cripple Creek)

Sybil sits in a rocking chair
Chewing tobacco and spitting out cares
Sound of a fiddle floating through the air

From the Jones boy across the holler
From the Jones boy across the way

Backwoods folks take sides from the middle
Backwoods folks is old and brittle
But they sway like a tree to the sound of a fiddle

From the Jones boy across the holler
From the Jones boy across the way