Leadbelly - Where Did You Sleep Last Night ?/ Lead Belly Legacy Vol.1 (2005) by Leadbelly (보컬) on maniadb.com

Jump down, turn around, pick a bail of cotton.
Jump down, turn around, pick a bail a day.

Oh lordy, pick a bail of cotton.
Oh lordy, pick a bail a day

Me and my wife, we pick a bail of cotton.
Me and my wife, we pick a bail a day.

Oh lordy, pick a bail of cotton.
Oh lordy, pick a bail a day

Me and my friend, we pick a bail of cotton.
Me and my friend, we pick a bail a day.

Oh lordy, pick a bail of cotton.
Oh lordy, pick a bail a day

Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do?
Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do?
Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you?

I woke up this mornin'
Couldn't get outta my bed
Oh I woke up this mornin'
Couldn't get you outta my bed
Went to eat my breakfast and
The blues was all in my bread

Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do?
Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do?
Well I'm doin' alright this mornin' how are you?

Well the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down
Lord, the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down
That's about the meagerest feelin' I done ever had

Why I'm singin' good mornin', blues blues how do you do?
(yeah yeah)
Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yeah yeah)
Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you?

Sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today (hey)
I sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today
Yeah, your mouth's wide open
You don't know what to say

(I say) Goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yo yeah)
Well goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (hoo yeah)
Well I'm doin' alright, blues how are you?
Yeeeeeaaaah!

Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Tell him I'm gone
Tell him I'm gone

If he asks you was I runnin'
If he asks you was I runnin'
If he asks you was I runnin'
Tell him I was flyin'
Tell him I was flyin'

If he asks you was I laughin'
If he asks you was I laughin'
If he asks you was I laughin'
Tell him I was cryin'
Tell him I was cryin'

They wanna feed me cornbread and molasses
They wanna feed me cornbread and molasses
They wanna feed me cornbread and molasses
But I got my pride
Well, I got my pride

On a Monday, I was arrested
On a Tuesday, I was locked up in jail
On a Wednesday, my trial was attested
On a Thursday, nobody would go my bail
Almost done, I'm almost done, almost done
And I ain't gonna bring them yellow women no pail
Take these stripes, stripes from around my shoulder
Take these chains, these chains from around my legs
Lord, these stripes, it sure don't worry me
But these chains, these chain's gonna kill me dead
Yes, I'm almost done, almost done, almost done
And I ain't gonna bring them yellow women no pail
On Friday, my baby went a-walking
On a Saturday, she locked me outa the door
On a Sunday, we were sitting down a-talking
On a Monday, she pawned all of my clothes

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

It may sound a little funny
But you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields back home
It may sound a little funny
But you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields back home

Oh when those cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick you very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

I was over in Arkansas
People ask me what you come here for
In them old cotton fields back home
I was over in Arkansas
People ask me what you come here for
In them old cotton fields back home

Laura is the face in the misted light
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The love that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall

Have you seen Laura on the train that is passing through
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream

Have you seen Laura on the train that is passing through
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Up comes Brady in a 'lectric car
Got a mean look all 'round his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see them die
Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
In walked Brady with a shining star
And Brady says, "Duncan you are under arrest"
And Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breast
Brady, Brady carried a .45,
Said it would shoot half a mile
Duncan had a .44
That what laid Mr. Brady so low
Brady fell down on the barroom floor,
"Please Mr. Duncan don' shoot me no more"
Women all cryin', ain't it a shame,
Shot King Brady, goin' shoot him again
"Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Walkin' in the room when the game was goin' on
Knockin' down windows, breakin' down the door
Now you lyin' dead on the grocery [barroom] floor
Women all heard that Brady was dead,
Goes back home and they dresses in red
Come a sniffin' and a sighin' down the street,
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet
'Cause he been on the job too long

[Chorus]
Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road,
Oh that Rock Island Line is that road to ride,
Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road,

If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it,
Get your ticket at the station on the Rock Island Line.
Jesus died to save our sins--hooray to God,
We're going to meet him again!

[Chorus]

I may be right and I may be wrong,
You are going to miss me when I'm gone!

[Chorus]

A, B, C, W, X, Y and Z
Cats in the cupboard, but they don't see me!

[Chorus]

Let it shine on me
let it shine on me
let your light from the lighthouse shine on me
Let it shine on me
let it shine on me
let your light from the lighthouse shine on me

The meeting at the building will soon be over
Soon be over, soon be over
The meeting at the building will soon be over all over this world
All over this world, all over this world
The meeting at the building will soon be over all over this world

The preaching at the building will soon be over
Soon be over, soon be over
The preaching at the building will soon be over all over this world
All over this world, all over this world
The preaching at the building will soon be over all over this world

The cryin' at the building will soon be over
Soon be over, soon be over
The cryin' at the building will soon be over all over this world
All over this world, all over this world
The cryin' at the building will soon be over all over this world

The lovin' at the building will soon be over
Soon be over, soon be over
The lovin' at the building will soon be over all over this world
All over this world, all over this world
The lovin' at the building will soon be over all over this world

The meeting at the building will soon be over
Soon be over, soon be over
The meeting at the building will soon be over all over this world
All over this world, all over this world
The meeting at the building will soon be over all over this world
[repeat x 2]

When your good gal done quit ya
And the sun is going down
You sit down in your swing
And then you're gonna sing

In the evening, in the evening
Baby, when the sun goes down
In the evening, baby when the sun goes down
Well, ain't it lonesome, man ain't happy, Sonny Boy
When your love is not around
Oh, when the sun goes down

Last night I laid sleeping
I was thinking to myself
Last night I lay there sleepin'
I was thinkin' to myself
Thinkin 'bout the one that we loved best, gone
Mistreat you for somebody else

Oh, when the sun goes down
Sun rises in the east
It sets in the west
Sun rising east, Sonny Boy
Said take me in the west
Well, ain't it hard to tell, your heart to *car'
Which ones that will fit you the best

Oh, when the sun goes down

'wail ya's

Woo, hittin' me
Oh, ooh, oh
Hoo, hittin' you
Love, is cold, Sonny
Hoo, gettin' mean
Lordy!

Goodbye, my old sweetheart
Where have you been?
Yeah, just went away
I may be back there, see you again
Some rainy day
Well, in the ev'nin, in the ev'nin, baby
Honey, when the sun goes down

Oh, when the sun goes down.

Just look here mama
Don't pick pig meat the way you do
Don't pick pig meat the way you do
Don't believe it's pig meat
Ask anybody in the neighborhood

Don't believe it's pig meat
Kind that you won't regret
Don't believe it's pig meat
Kind that you won't regret
I got something about this pig meat
Sweet mama ain't told you yet

I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
You don't believe it's pig meat
Mama from my head on down

You got to bottle it up and go
Well, you got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go

Well, mama killed a chicken
She thought it was a duck
She put him on the table
With his legs stickin' up

You got to bottle it up and go
Well, you got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go

Now, a nickel is a nickel
A dime is a dime
I need no girl
If she won't wind

You got to bottle it up and go
Well, you got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go

Now she may look old
Ninety years
She ain't too old
To make you shed tears

She's got to bottle it up and go
Well, she's got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go

Now I told my girl
A week before last
The gait she's comin'
Is just a little too fast

She's got to bottle it up and go
Well, she's got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go

Now look-a-here, babe
I steal out at night
Ain't none of your business
You don't do me right

You got to bottle it up and go
Well, she's got to bottle it up and go
Yes, them high-powered women
Sure got to bottle it up and go.

Well-a Shorty George, he ain't no friend of mine
He's taken all the women and left the men behind
Well-a Shorty George, he done been here and gone
Yes, Shorty George, he done been here and gone
Lord he left many a poor man a great long way from home
Well my baby caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee
Well she caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee
Well, you can't quit me, baby, can't you see
Well I went to Galveston, work on the Mallory Line
Went to Galveston, Lord on the Mallory Line
Babe you can't quit me, ain't no use tryin'
Shorty George, travelin' through the land
Shorty George, he's travelin' through the land
Always looking to pick some woman's poor man
When I get back to Dallas, I'm gonna walk and tell
When I get back to Dallas, gonna walk and tell
That the Fort Bend Bottom is a burning hell

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Up comes Brady in a 'lectric car
Got a mean look all 'round his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see them die
Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
In walked Brady with a shining star
And Brady says, "Duncan you are under arrest"
And Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breast
Brady, Brady carried a .45,
Said it would shoot half a mile
Duncan had a .44
That what laid Mr. Brady so low
Brady fell down on the barroom floor,
"Please Mr. Duncan don' shoot me no more"
Women all cryin', ain't it a shame,
Shot King Brady, goin' shoot him again
"Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Walkin' in the room when the game was goin' on
Knockin' down windows, breakin' down the door
Now you lyin' dead on the grocery [barroom] floor
Women all heard that Brady was dead,
Goes back home and they dresses in red
Come a sniffin' and a sighin' down the street,
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet
'Cause he been on the job too long