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Now, he jumped on the PeaThis is a man, he's seventy-five years old and leaves homeWhen he leaves home he stay away three long yearsThen he come a-rackin backAnd while he was gone he had two little chillenLil boy an a lil girl, wife at home Wife lies down an she dreams tonightThat husband was comin' backShe sit up on the side the bed one nightShe 'gan to sing, here what she saidDreamed last night and all night, night befo'Lord, I dreamed last night and all night, night befo'She dreamed last night and-a all night, night befo'Little boy jumped up and go in to his mamaSaid mama, said, 'What did you dream?Here what she says'Heard your papa, knockin' on my do'Thought I heard your papa knockin' on my do'Heard your papa, knockin' on my do'She asked 'fore she would take him backAnd she was a good ChristianShe told her preacher, saidLetras de canciones'I wouldn't take him back when he comes'But when he calmly walks to the do' to commenceKnocks on his do' and commence to cryin'Cryin' babe, have I ever done you wrong?Lordy cried, my babe have I ever done you wrong?Lovin' babe, have I ever done you wrong?You know good 'n well, I'd had to have done wrongBeen gone three long years and never wrote a speckSent her a nickel of moneyAnd he sit down a'gin an cry a'ginYa'll he saidEver I have honey, will you forgive me, please?Lord, ever have, will you forgive me , please?Ever I have Lord, will you forgive me, please? Girl, she wouldn't take him backWhen she heard him singin' out thereShe walked through the do' With her hands a-high in the airAnd she looked up to the God in the skyHere what she saysYou's a long time comin'A-honey but you will come hereYou's a long time comin'A-hon but you will come hereYou's a long time comin'Baby, but you will come hereShe sit down an tol her little boyHis wife says, I want son to play the piano a pieceSince you been gone so longLet him know what he's done learnedSince you been goneAnd the little boy sit down, begin to playHis little piano a piece(guitar sound piano)She sit down, she commence to cryin'Lordy, have mercy on meOh Lord-y, have mercy on meOh, someday anotherLord, I may be freeShe had her another piece, little girlShe told her little girlGet on the piano and play her pieceBut the last piece, the little girl comes out And kept playin' this. From Letras Mania