Silver City Songtext
von Mance Lipscomb

Well I′m on my way, yes, I'm on my way
Lord, I′m on my way, babe, to Silver City now
Yes I'm going back to Silver City now

Got up this morning, I was feeling blue
I woke up this morning, Lord, a-feeling blue
I didn't have no one to tell my troubles to

You can tell all your high browns that you see but one
You can tell all your high browns that you see but one
Well I′m going back to Houston to have my washing done

Oh the poor girl is cripple but she do go clean
Oh the poor girl is cripple but she do go clean
And the people all call her Mary Magdalene


Tell my baby, tell her this for me
If you see my baby, tell her this for me
Well I done got lucky found a money tree

If I had money like the leaves grows on trees
If I had money like the leaves grows on trees
Get any woman I want, work when I please

Well you hurt my feelings, a little in the wrong
Yes you hurt my feelings, a little in the wrong
Excuse me, babe, I didn′t mean no harm

If you see me coming hoist your windows high
If you see me coming hoist your windows high
Yonder come my daddy and he wants to ride

Yes I'm on my way, yes I′m on my way
Yes I'm on way back to Silver City now
I′m going back to Silver City now


Got up this morning, looked down the road
Got up this morning, looked down the road
Thought about my baby, wonder where did she go