Poor Old Jed

Music by Scott Simpson, Lyrics by Max G. Merchen and Scott Simpson Poor old Jed well, he died today. He was eighty-eight, so they say. Funeral’s gonna be right away... He didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. He didn’t have a whole lotta loot, naw, Just an old gold watch and a flannel suit. An old hound-dog and a cat to boot, yeah but he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. (Instrumental) His old shack well it was built of stone his front yard there was overgrown yeah, he lived there he lived there all alone, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. (Instrumental) Today they laid him in the ground, see, the folks are comin’ see the folks are comin’ from miles around. Nobody gonna let old Jed down now, no, no... he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk. Poor old Jed, Poor old Jed, he didn’t have no kinfolk.