I'll tell ye what old Gresham done when his wife died and how crazy he was. They buried her up here at
Sixmile and the preacher he said a few words and then he called on Gresham, ast him did he want to say a few
words fore they thowed the dirt over her and old Gresham he stood up, had his hat in his hand and all. Stood up
there and sung the chickenshit blues. The chickenshit blues. No, I don't know the words to it but he did and he sung
em ever one fore he set back down again. But he wasn't a patch on Lester Ballard for crazy.