From Four Until Late Songtext
von Robert Johnson

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From Four Till Late - Robert Johnson
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and cryin′
From four until late
I was wringing my hands and cryin'
I believe to my soul
that your daddy′s Gulfport bound
From Memphis to Norfolk
is a thirty-six hours' ride
From Memphis to Norfolk
is a thirty-six hours' ride
A man is like a prisoner
and he′s never satisfied
A woman is like a dresser
some man always ramblin′ through
it's drawers A woman is like a dresser
some man always ramblin′ through
it's drawers
It cause so many men
wear an apron over-all
From four until late
she get with a no good bunch and clown
From four until late
she get with a no good bunch and clown
Now she won′t do nothin'
but tear a good man′s reputation down
When I leave this town
I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell
When I leave this town
I′m gon′ bid you fare, farewell
And when I return again
you'll have a great long story to tell


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