Skip's Worried Blues Songtext
von Skip James

I'm so worried now
I'm worried now but I hope not to be worried long
Because I'm gonna pack my little old suitcase
By gone this road i'll be gone

You know my baby she got a little something
I just dont know what is
She got a little something and I
Just dont know a what is
Because everytime I think about her
Lord it gives me a thrill

I wish I could holler
Just like a mountain cat?
You know I stood on top of the mountain and i would call my babys rider?


Yeaaaaaaah she locked me in the cold with my?
You know she locked me out in the cold with my fourty large
She knew I was broke and I was hungry and I

Yeah don't you write me no letter
And don't you call me on your phone
Don't write me no letter
Please don't you call me
Because you know im a poor boy travelin' and
And baby tryin to find a home

You know my mama told me when I was 12 years old
My mama she told me, when I was just 12 years old
Son youre gonna be nothin but a >>>>> but im gonna bring forth the lord to save your soul

You know i been mistreated
When i was a little child
I been mistreated
When i was just a little child
I declare for ain't gonna let these monkey women
Run me wild