Charley Patton
Moon Goin' Down
Oh well, where were you now, baby,Clarksdale mill burned down.Oh well, where were you now, baby,Clarksdale mill burned down.I were way down Sunflower,With my face all fulla frowns.Lord, I think I heard the Helena whistle,Helena whistle,Helena whistle blow.Lord, I ain't gonna stop walkin'Till I get in my rider's door
From Letras Mania