"Tribute To Mississippi John Hurt" lyrics
Red rooster said, "Cock-a-doodle-doo-doo"
Richland woman said, "Any dude will do"
Come along, man, come blow your horn
If you come too late, mama will be gone
Give me red lipstick and a fresh cut rose
A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good booze
Come along, man, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, mama will be gone
My creole belle, I love her well
My darling baby, my creole belle
When the stars shine I'll call her mine
My darling baby, my creole belle
Well, I did all that I could do
Just to try and get along with you
But I'm gonna take you to your mama, baby
Pay day, take you to your mama, pay day
Well, I thought my friends were better than God
Foolish Mary said
Oh, she's bound in hell for her resting place
And they have made me bad
You need somebody on your bond
Look away, midnight, death comes slippin' in the room
You're gonna need somebody on your bond
Richland woman said, "Any dude will do"
Come along, man, come blow your horn
If you come too late, mama will be gone
Give me red lipstick and a fresh cut rose
A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good booze
Come along, man, come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, mama will be gone
My creole belle, I love her well
My darling baby, my creole belle
When the stars shine I'll call her mine
My darling baby, my creole belle
Well, I did all that I could do
Just to try and get along with you
But I'm gonna take you to your mama, baby
Pay day, take you to your mama, pay day
Well, I thought my friends were better than God
Foolish Mary said
Oh, she's bound in hell for her resting place
And they have made me bad
You need somebody on your bond
Look away, midnight, death comes slippin' in the room
You're gonna need somebody on your bond
