Over there in Gleason Tennessee, where I was born and raised
I used to take a moonlight stroll in the pasture where the milk cows graze
One night there she was, sitting up on the fence
Snuff dipper, snuff dipper, it's the story of my life
Snuff dipper, snuff dipper, bet she'd make me a wonderful wife
So I courted that gal in the tater patch, I courted her in the sorghum cane