Odetta - Tradition Masters Series: Odetta (2006) by Odetta (보컬) on maniadb.com

Another man done gone,
Another man done gone,
Another man done gone from the county farm,
Another man done gone.

I didn't know his name,
I didn't know his name,
I didn't know his name, didn't know his name,
Didn't know his name.

He had a long chain on,
He had a long chain on,
He had a long chain on, had a long chain on,
Had a long chain on.

They killed another man,
They killed another man,
They killed another man, killed another man,
Killed another man.

Another man done gone,
Another man done gone,
Another man done gone from the county farm,
Another man done gone.

The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o town-o,
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town

He ran 'til he came to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town

He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
Throwed a duck across his back
He didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o

Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o
Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o

Old mother Flipper Flapper jumped out of bed
Out of the window she cocked her head
Cryin' John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o

John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o
John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o

Well, the fox he came to his own den
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o

Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town

Well, the fox and his wife without any strife
Cut up the goose with a carving knife
They never had such a supper in their

Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the dingdong ring,
Ya go marchin' to the table, ya see the same old things,
All on one table, knife, a fork and a pan,
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man.

Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me.

Oh, if you ever go to Houston, oh, man, ya better walk right,
Ya better not stagger, Lord knows, you'd better not fight.
Sheriff he'll arrest you, he'll carry ya down,
And if the jury finds ya guilty, you're penitentiary boun'.

(Chorus)

"O yonder comes Miss Rosie!" "How in the world do ya know?"
"Well, I knowed her by her apron and the dress she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her han'.
She goes a-walkin' to the captain, said, 'Turn loose my man!'"

(Chorus)

Well, I'm goin'-a leave you, and my time ain't long,
I'll be done wi' my grievin' and my great long song.

(Chorus)

I one dressed up and went to town
To court a fair young lady.
When I inquired about her name,
Her name was Devilish Mary.

Chorus:
Come fa la ling come, ling come,
Fa la ling come, day.
Fa la ling come, ling come,
Fa la ling come, day.

When me and Mary began to spark,
She got in a hurry,
Made it all up in her mind,
She'd marry me next Thursday.

(Chorus)

Hadn't been married for about two weeks,
Before we oughta been parted.
Hadn't said one single word,
She'd kicked up her heels and started.

(Chorus)

One day I said to Mary,
"Think we ought to be parted."
And just as soon as I said the word,
She packed all her clothes and started.

(Chorus)

She washed my clothes in old soap suds,
And filled up my bathtub with switches.
She let me know right from the start
She was gonna wear my britches.

(Chorus)

Now if I ever marry again,
It'll be for love not riches.
Marry a little girl about two feet high,
And she can't wear my britches.

(Chorus)

He got the whole world in His hand,
He got the great big world in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.

He got the wind and the rain right in His hand,
He got the stars and the moon in His hand,
He got the wind and the rain in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.

He got the gambling man right in His hand,
He got the lying man right in His hand,
He got the crapshootin' man in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.

He's got the little bits of babies in His hand,
He's got the little bits of babies in His hand,
He's got the little bits of babies in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.

He got you and me, brother, in His hand,
He got you and me, sister, in His hand,
He got you and me, brother, in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.

Well, He's got everybody in His hand,
He got everybody in His hand,
He got everybody here right in His hand,
He got the whole world in His hand.