Pretty Little Pink- Clint Howard (TN) 1960 REC

Pretty Little Pink- Clint Howard (TN) 1960 REC

[From two recordings of Clint Howard's version titled, Pretty Little Pink. Since Howard sings it, I assume it's his song although Doc may have contributed. The earliest recording is from Original Folkways Recordings of Doc Watson and Clarence Ashley, 1960-1962, dated 1960. Ralph Rinzler played Doc's solo for 15-year-old  David Grisman who was inspired by  the recording of this song. A second recording, "Old timey concert (1967)" was made with essentially the same performers: Doc Watson with Clint Howard, lead vocal- guitar,  Fred Price, fiddle. 

Guitarist and singer Clint Howard, born in 1930, was a farmer from Mountain City, Tennessee.

R. Matteson 2018]

Pretty Little Pink- from "Old timey concert" dated 1967, recorded in  Seattle, WA, with Doc Watson and Clint Howard, lead vocal guitar,  Fred Price, fiddle.

[CHORUS] Fly around pretty little pink
Fly around my daisy
You slighted me and broke my heart
You almost drive me crazy.

[fiddle]

I wish I was an apple,
A hangin' on a tree,
I wish some girl would come along
And take a bite of me. [chorus]

[doc's solo]

Yonder stands my own true love,
You reckon how I know,
I tell her by her underclothes
A-hanging down so low. [chorus]

[fiddle]

Every time that I go home,
I do the best to please her,
The more I try the worse she gets,
I'll be durned if I don't leave her.[chorus]

[Doc's solo]

Yonder stands a pretty little girl,
She's all dressed in red,
I looked down and I seen her feet,
And I wished my wife was dead. [chorus]

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PRETTY LITTLE PINK- 1960 recording made in Saltville, VA; Doc Watson with Clint Howard vocal, Fred Price, fiddle, Jack Johnson banjo.

CHORUS:
Fly all around my pretty little pink,
Fly all around my baby,
You slighted me and broke my heart,
You almost drove me crazy.

VERSE 1:
When I was a little boy,
A-playin' in the ditches,
Now I am a big grown man,
Wearing Pappy's britches.

VERSE 2:
Yonder stands my own true love,
You reckon how I know,
Tell her by her under clothes,
Hangin' down so low.

VERSE 3:
Every time that I go home,
I do the best to please her,
The more I try the worse she gets,
Durned if I don't leave her.

VERSE 4:
Yonder stands a pretty little girl,
She's all dressed in red,
I looked down and I seen her feet,
And I wished my wife was dead.