going_to_brownsville
Well I'm goin' down to Brownsville
Find me that right hand road
Lord I ain't gonna stop walkin'
'Till I find sweet mama's door
Well that girl that I love
She
nine_pound_hammer
Nine pound hammer, it killed John Henry
Won't kill me, Lord, it won't kill me
Nine pound hammer, it killed John Henry
Won't kill me, Lord, it won't kill me
Gone upo
where_the_southern_cross_the_dog
Held a good job in the city
Had a lay-off and they got poor me
I feel so lowdown and disgusted
Just can't find a way to make ends meet
Take my baby by the hand, leave this
breaking_down_the_henhouse
I've got a sugar babe 'cross the river
Big black river's deep and wide
Some day soon I'll go and see her
'Way over on the other side
I've got a sugar babe down the
death_letter_blues
I received a letter, it was addressed in red
I received a letter, it was addressed in red
It said "Come on home daddy, your mama is dead"
I went to the depot, caught the
rolling_stone
Hey mama tell me, where's little sister gone
Sorry son but she long gone
Took to the breeze, let her long hair flow
She took to the road, with a rolling stone
A rol
honey_baby_blues
I ain't got no honey babe now
I ain't got no honey babe now
And it's oh me, oh Lordy mine, I ain't got no honey babe now
I leave her on the early morning train
I le
bloodsucker_blues
You’re a greedy lowlife
You’ve been sucking my blood
Like a hole in the ground
That never fills up
Beat it boy, get your ugly self
Out of that door
I’ve
rubber_dolly
My mamma told me, that she would buy me
A Rubber Dolly if I'd be good
But don't you tell her
I've got to fall her
Or she won't buy me no Rubber Dolly
No Rubbe
will_the_circle_be_unbroken
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rollin'
Mama as she went along her way
Will the circle be unbroken
Bye 'n bye
ready_for_the_ride
You may own an airplane
Fly all over the world
Got your silver and gold
Diamonds and pearls
But one thing’s for certain
When your time is up
It’s ashes to
death_don’t_have_no_mercy
the_cuckoo
Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
And she wobbles as she flies
But the cuckoo never wobbles
Till the sixth day of July
Jack o'Diamonds, Jack o'Diamonds
Well
love_sweet_love_(version_2)
man_with_a_broken_heart
Evening sun is sinking low
My thoughts unclear, 'cause I don't know
Where we went wrong, what made you want to part
The house we used to call our home
Feels cold and empty
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