Old Ben Johnson had him still
He made corn liquor and he always will
With a fi -fi -diddle -di -di -diddle
Revenue agents leave him alone
One went up and he never came home
With a fie, fie, diddle -di -di,
diddle -di, diddle -di -de
She gonna be there all his life
With a fie, fie, diddle -di -di,
diddle -di, diddle -di -de
Oh, Ben Johnson, do you no harm?
Steal his stuff, he'll break your arm
With a fie, fie, diddle -di -di,
diddle -di, diddle -di -de
Some say he's the devil's creation,
Some say he's from the Indian nation,
Some say he don't hear nobody,
He's got children, one, two, three,
takes them walkin' down by the sea
Diddle -di -di, diddle -di, diddle -di -dee
Old Ben Johnson, take your life with a
Fly, fly, diddle -di -di, diddle -di,
Old Ben Johnson had him still
He made corn liquor and he always will
With a fly, fly, diddle -di -di,
diddle -di, diddle -di -dee
With a fly, fly, diddle -di -di,
diddle -di, diddle -di -dee
