The Hearse Is Backed Up to the Door Songtext
von Lightnin’ Hopkins
The Hearse Is Backed Up to the Door Songtext
You know it smokes like lightning
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know it smokes like lightning
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know I went home last night, I found my baby
She lying on a cooling board, some joker had killed her
That′s right, see boys, don't get drunk and gamble
′Cause if you do you may lose the best thing you ever had
I did gamble sometimes 'cause I know
That money I'm gambling at is never gonna be mine, and I
Man, you know what I have
You know the hearse is backed up to the door
Motor runnin′ and always ready to go
I looked at my little baby
She was lying on a cooling board
I see it smokes like lightning and
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know the hardest look I ever had in my life
When I find my baby she was lying there on a cooling board
And I couldn′t help but cry and say
‽Go get on, blow that band for meâ€
I'd have thought about
When I had to land up in my own
I often thought about
When I had to land up in my own
I say she′s a mighty sweet little fella
Whoa, good Lord, she dead and gone
Let me hear it children, let's go down here one more time
Everybody, get ready, have mercy
Let′s go, give 'em a little more, come on
Yes
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know it smokes like lightning
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know I went home last night, I found my baby
She lying on a cooling board, some joker had killed her
That′s right, see boys, don't get drunk and gamble
′Cause if you do you may lose the best thing you ever had
I did gamble sometimes 'cause I know
That money I'm gambling at is never gonna be mine, and I
Man, you know what I have
You know the hearse is backed up to the door
Motor runnin′ and always ready to go
I looked at my little baby
She was lying on a cooling board
I see it smokes like lightning and
Do you know velvet shine like gold?
You know the hardest look I ever had in my life
When I find my baby she was lying there on a cooling board
And I couldn′t help but cry and say
‽Go get on, blow that band for meâ€
I'd have thought about
When I had to land up in my own
I often thought about
When I had to land up in my own
I say she′s a mighty sweet little fella
Whoa, good Lord, she dead and gone
Let me hear it children, let's go down here one more time
Everybody, get ready, have mercy
Let′s go, give 'em a little more, come on
Yes
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