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Johnson
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, Save me if you please. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down. |
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Lenoir
Far back’s I can remember Either had to plow or hoe One of those long ol’ nine feet sacks Standin’ at the old turn row. Down in Mississippi. Down in Mississippi. Down in Mississippi where I was born Down in Mississippi where I come from... They had a huntin’ season on a rabbit If you shoot him you went to jail. The season was always open on me: Nobody needed no bail. Nothing I got ‘gainst Mississippi, It also was the home of my wife. But I count myself a lucky man Just to get away with my life. |
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The judge decreed it, clerk he wrote it
I say he wrote it down indeed The judge decreed it, clerk he wrote it down Give you this jail sentence you must be Nashville bound Some got six month, some got one solid Some got one solid year indeed Some got six month, some doing solid here But me and my buddies all got lifetime here, play |
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