If I didn't, I wish I may be shot.

Says I, 'Mr.Adams, I am Mr.Crockett, from Tennessee.' So, says he, 'How d'ye do, Mr.
Crockett ?' And he shook me by the hand, although he know'd I went the whole hog for Jackson.

If he didn't, I wish I may be shot.
"Not only that, but he sent me a printed ticket to dine with him.

I've got it in my pocket yet.

I went to dinner, and I walked all around the long table, looking for something that I liked.