Little Cow and Calf Is Gonna Die Blues Songtext
von Skip James
Little Cow and Calf Is Gonna Die Blues Songtext
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey...
And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die
I′m a-milk my heifer, milk her in a churn
I'll milk my heifer, I′ll milk her in a churn
If you see my
rider, tell her it ain't a darn thing doin'
I wringed my hands, baby, and I wanted to scream
I wringed my hands, honey, and I wanted to scream
And when I woke up I thought it was all a dream
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey...
And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die Hey hey-hey, I ain′t gonna be here long
Hey hey-hey, pretty mama, I ain′t gonna be here long
That's the reason why you hear me singin′ my old lonesome song
Hey, hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey hey
And every cow's calf, honey, got to be dyin′
I walked the levee from end to end
I walked the levee, honey, from end to end
I was just tryin' to find, my calf, again
I′m feelin' back to my used-to...
I feel a notion, back to my used-to-be
I have a pretty mama, she don't care for me
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey...
And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die
I′m a-milk my heifer, milk her in a churn
I'll milk my heifer, I′ll milk her in a churn
If you see my
rider, tell her it ain't a darn thing doin'
I wringed my hands, baby, and I wanted to scream
I wringed my hands, honey, and I wanted to scream
And when I woke up I thought it was all a dream
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey...
And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die Hey hey-hey, I ain′t gonna be here long
Hey hey-hey, pretty mama, I ain′t gonna be here long
That's the reason why you hear me singin′ my old lonesome song
Hey, hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey
Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey hey
And every cow's calf, honey, got to be dyin′
I walked the levee from end to end
I walked the levee, honey, from end to end
I was just tryin' to find, my calf, again
I′m feelin' back to my used-to...
I feel a notion, back to my used-to-be
I have a pretty mama, she don't care for me
Writer(s): Nehemiah Skip James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com