Look Down the Road Songtext
von Skip James
Look Down the Road Songtext
Look Down The Road 3: 16 Trk 17
Nehemiah Curtis ′Skip' James
Skip James - vocal and piano
From Vanguard ′Today!' album 1966
VSD 79219
Vanguard Records CD 96517-2 1998
Note: hyphen=word unsung
Look down the road
'Fer as my eyes could see
Hey-hey, yeah
′Fer as my eyes could see
And I couldn′t see nothin'
Looked like mine, to me
I don′t want no woman
Stay out all night long
Yeah, hey-hey-hey
She stay out all night long
I don't want no woman
Don′t know right from wrong
I wouldn't have a rooster
He won′t crow 'fore day
Yeah, hey-hey-hey
He won't crow ′fore day
I wouldn′t have a hen
Won't cackle when she lay
I don′t want no woman
Got hair like drops a-rain
Hey-hey-hey
Got hair like drops a-rain
Boy, you know this a shame
It's a pity an a cryin′ shame
(Guitar)
I ain't gon′ no holler
Comin' the road you're down′
Hey, hey-hey-hey
Comin′ on the road you're down
I′m gon' stand right here, ′till my
Mustache drag the ground
Mama, low
Papa, saw her and so
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Papa, saw her an s-
She walk like my baby
But she comin' too slow
That′s the reason
I look down the road
'Fer as my eyes could see
Hey-hey-hey-hey
'Fer as my eyes could -
Then I couldn′t see nothin′
Looked like mine, to me.
~
Nehemiah Curtis ′Skip' James
Skip James - vocal and piano
From Vanguard ′Today!' album 1966
VSD 79219
Vanguard Records CD 96517-2 1998
Note: hyphen=word unsung
Look down the road
'Fer as my eyes could see
Hey-hey, yeah
′Fer as my eyes could see
And I couldn′t see nothin'
Looked like mine, to me
I don′t want no woman
Stay out all night long
Yeah, hey-hey-hey
She stay out all night long
I don't want no woman
Don′t know right from wrong
I wouldn't have a rooster
He won′t crow 'fore day
Yeah, hey-hey-hey
He won't crow ′fore day
I wouldn′t have a hen
Won't cackle when she lay
I don′t want no woman
Got hair like drops a-rain
Hey-hey-hey
Got hair like drops a-rain
Boy, you know this a shame
It's a pity an a cryin′ shame
(Guitar)
I ain't gon′ no holler
Comin' the road you're down′
Hey, hey-hey-hey
Comin′ on the road you're down
I′m gon' stand right here, ′till my
Mustache drag the ground
Mama, low
Papa, saw her and so
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Papa, saw her an s-
She walk like my baby
But she comin' too slow
That′s the reason
I look down the road
'Fer as my eyes could see
Hey-hey-hey-hey
'Fer as my eyes could -
Then I couldn′t see nothin′
Looked like mine, to me.
~
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