Lead Belly
Ain't Goin' Down to the Well No Mo
Whooa!Ain’t goin’ downAin’t goin’ down ooh mama to de well no mo’It’s a true believer, Whooa!Ain’t goin’ downAin’t goin’ down ooh mama to de well no mo’If I ever get sick boy, to petty stedder, whoooa!Ain’t goin’ down, ain’t goin’ downOh mama to de well no moreWell it’s something for me; I don’t understand it, whoooa!Charge me with murderBeen charged with murder oh LordI didn’t raise my hand, if I ever get luckyAnd make it back homeAin’t goin’ downAin’t goin’ down ooh mama to de well no mo’I was on the outside lookin’ in, lookin’ in, lookin’ in,Now I’m on the insideNow I’m on the inside ooh mama ain’t got no friend
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