Seven Sisters

Words and music: Alvah Allen
Performed live by: Alvah Allen and Ward Morford

Lyrics:

Seven sisters, seven sisters
You’ll think you’ve died and gone to Heaven,
Mister, when you’re travelin’
down south Georgia way

You got Myreen, Loreen, sweet Albertha, too
Leona, Ruth Ann and Essie Mae
Yeah, when you’re travelin’
down south Georgia way

Well now, have you seen those Martin girls
when they’re busy tyin’ up their curls
Son, if you’ve got an ounce of sense
you’ll forget all about penitence
’til next Sunday

I’ve never been one who
praises or who preaches
and I ain’t bein’ facetious when I say
you gotta pick some peaches
when you’re down south Georgia way

You can take those other gals
you’ve been chasin’ after,
you can put ’em out to pasture like I say
You ain’t never seen gals
like they got down Georgia way

Well now, have you seen those Martin girls
when they’re busy tyin’ up their curls
Son, if you’ve got an ounce of sense
you’ll forget all about penitence
’til next Sunday

Seven sisters, seven sisters
You’ll think you’ve died and gone to Heaven,
Mister, when you’re travelin’
down south Georgia way

Look out here comes
old man Martin and his shotgun
You say, Babe, I’ve had a lot of fun,
but I think that I had best be on my way
Yeah, I think that I had best be on my way

Seven sisters, seven sisters
You’ll think you’ve died and gone to Heaven,
Mister, when you’re travelin’
down south Georgia way
Well, yeah, when you’re travelin’
down south Georgia way