Four Until Late Songtext
von Cream

From four until late,
I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late,
I was wringing my hands and crying.
I believe to my soul
That your daddy′s Gulfport bound.


From four until late,
She made me a no-good barroom clown.
From four until late,
She made me a no-good barroom clown.
You know, she won't do nothing
But tear a good man′s reputation down.

A woman is like a dresser,
Some man always running through its drawers.
A woman is like a dresser,
Some man always running through its drawers.
She cause so many men
To wear an apron overall.


When I leave this town,
I will bid you fare farewell.
When I leave this town,
I will bid you fare farewell.
And when I return again,
You'll have a great long story to tell.