Mississippi River Blues 2:39 Trk 4 (Bill Broonzy) Bill Broonzy - vocal & guitar, unk. piano Recorded: Chicago, March 23, 1934 Original issue Bluebird 5535/-80395-1. Album: Vol. 1 'Walk Right In' Bluebird Records 'When The Sun Goes Down'
Mississ-ippi river Is so long, deep and wide I can see my good girl Standin' on that other side
I cried an I called I could not make my baby hear Lord, I'm 'on get me a boat, woman Paddle on away from here (guitar)
Ain't it hard to love someone When they are so far from you Lord, I'm on' get me a boat and Paddle this old river blue
I went down to the landing To see if any boats were there And the fareman told me Could not find the boats nowhere (guitar)
The big boat ease up the river Are turnin' 'round an 'round Lord, I'm 'on get me a good girl Or jump overboard an drown.
If you?ve got any money, Boy walk right in Don?t be scared cuz it ain?t no sin Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
Ah if you want to do something A justified livlihood Put your money on the wood boy That makes bettin? good Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
This little game is called ?Chuck-a-luck?
The more you put down boy The less you pick up Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now you just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
Now you just keep on a-bettin? That the dice don?t pass This one is gonna catch ya boy Yes yes yes Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
Early early one morning, water was comin' in my door Early one morning, water was comin' in my door It was the old high(?) river, tellin' us to get ready and go
It was dark and it was rainin', you could hear that howlin' wind It was dark and it was rainin', baby you could hear that howlin' wind If I get away this time, I will never come here again
Hey my baby was cryin', I didn't have a thing to eat Hey hey hey, I didn't have a thing to eat Hey the water had come in, wash everything I had down the street
I was hollerin' for mercy, and it weren't no boats around Hey I was hollerin' for mercy, and it weren't no boats around Hey that looks like people, I've gotta stay right here and drown
Hey my house started shakin', started floatin' on down the stream Hey my house started shakin', went on floatin' on down the stream It was dark as midnight, people began to holler and scream
Mississippi River Blues 2:39 Trk 4 (Bill Broonzy) Bill Broonzy - vocal & guitar, unk. piano Recorded: Chicago, March 23, 1934 Original issue Bluebird 5535/-80395-1. Album: Vol. 1 'Walk Right In' Bluebird Records 'When The Sun Goes Down'
Mississ-ippi river Is so long, deep and wide I can see my good girl Standin' on that other side
I cried an I called I could not make my baby hear Lord, I'm 'on get me a boat, woman Paddle on away from here (guitar)
Ain't it hard to love someone When they are so far from you Lord, I'm on' get me a boat and Paddle this old river blue
I went down to the landing To see if any boats were there And the fareman told me Could not find the boats nowhere (guitar)
The big boat ease up the river Are turnin' 'round an 'round Lord, I'm 'on get me a good girl Or jump overboard an drown.
It was late, one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, it was late one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Yeah, I went lookin' for my baby Lord, but she was not around
The wind started howlin' And the rain begin to fall Yeah, the wind started howlin' Lord, and the rain begin to fall Yes, if my baby had-a known how much I loved her She wouldn't never left me at all
Her picture is still on my dresser And her gown is on my bed Yes, her picture's on my dresser Lord, and her gown is on my bed Lord, I'm just sittin' here wonderin' is my baby livin' Lord, or is my little baby dead
She left home one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, she left home one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Lord, I know it's somethin' wrong 'Cause my baby can't be found
Now every Saturday evenin' After the sun go down Every Saturday evenin' I get these blues as blue can be Lord, we three was so happy My wife and my guitar and me