Odetta [기타]

The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o town-o,
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town

He ran 'til he came to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town

He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
Throwed a duck across his back
He didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o
Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o
Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack
And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o

Old mother Flipper Flapper jumped out of bed
Out of the window she cocked her head
Cryin' John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o
John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o
John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o

Well, the fox he came to his own den
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town

Well, the fox and his wife without any strife
Cut up the goose with a carving knife
They never had such a supper in their

My man packed his trunks, said, "I'm a-goin' away,"
Packed his trunks and said, "I'm goin' away,
And I won't be back until ya change your funny ways."

And he said, "I'll write you soon's I find the time,
Honey, I'll write you soon's I find the time."
He's been gone so long, I guess he just couldn't spare the dime.

And he said, "I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart,
Honey, I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart,
But, remember, sometime the best of friends must part."

And I run, run to my window, train go rollin' by,
Run to window, train go rollin' by.
I got the blues so bad that I could lay me down and die.

Now, hey, hey, mister mailman, did ya bring me any news?
Hey, mister mailman, bring me any news?
Well, if I didn't get a letter, I got the special delivery blues.

My man packed his trunks, said, "I'm a-goin' away,"
Packed his trunks and said, "I'm goin' away,
And I won't be back until ya change your funny ways."

And he said, "I'll write you soon's I find the time,
Honey, I'll write you soon's I find the time."
He's been gone so long, I guess he just couldn't spare the dime.

And he said, "I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart,
Honey, I'm leavin', almost breaks my heart,
But, remember, sometime the best of friends must part."

And I run, run to my window, train go rollin' by,
Run to window, train go rollin' by.
I got the blues so bad that I could lay me down and die.

Now, hey, hey, mister mailman, did ya bring me any news?
Hey, mister mailman, bring me any news?
Well, if I didn't get a letter, I got the special delivery blues.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child,
A long way from home, a long way from home.

Sometimes I feel like I'm almost done,
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost done,
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost done,
And a long, long way from home, a long way from home.

True believer,
True believer,
A long, long way from home,
A long, long way from home.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Though I know that evening's empire
Has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand
But still not sleeping

My weariness amazes me
I am branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's
Too dead for dreaming

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me on a trip upon your
Magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering

I'm ready to go anywhere
I am ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging
Madly through the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky, there are no fences facing

And if you hear vague traces
Of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a ragged clown behind
And if to you he looks blind
I wouldn't worry, it's just a shadow that you are seeing that he's chasing

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Then take me disappearing
Through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, sheltered trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
Driving memory and fate
Deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me

Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the dingdong ring,
Ya go marchin' to the table, ya see the same old things,
All on one table, knife, a fork and a pan,
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man.

Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me.

Oh, if you ever go to Houston, oh, man, ya better walk right,
Ya better not stagger, Lord knows, you'd better not fight.
Sheriff he'll arrest you, he'll carry ya down,
And if the jury finds ya guilty, you're penitentiary boun'.

(Chorus)

"O yonder comes Miss Rosie!" "How in the world do ya know?"
"Well, I knowed her by her apron and the dress she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her han'.
She goes a-walkin' to the captain, said, 'Turn loose my man!'"

(Chorus)

Well, I'm goin'-a leave you, and my time ain't long,
I'll be done wi' my grievin' and my great long song.

(Chorus)

Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the dingdong ring,
Ya go marchin' to the table, ya see the same old things,
All on one table, knife, a fork and a pan,
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man.

Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me.

Oh, if you ever go to Houston, oh, man, ya better walk right,
Ya better not stagger, Lord knows, you'd better not fight.
Sheriff he'll arrest you, he'll carry ya down,
And if the jury finds ya guilty, you're penitentiary boun'.

(Chorus)

"O yonder comes Miss Rosie!" "How in the world do ya know?"
"Well, I knowed her by her apron and the dress she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her han'.
She goes a-walkin' to the captain, said, 'Turn loose my man!'"

(Chorus)

Well, I'm goin'-a leave you, and my time ain't long,
I'll be done wi' my grievin' and my great long song.

(Chorus)

Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the dingdong ring,
Ya go marchin' to the table, ya see the same old things,
All on one table, knife, a fork and a pan,
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man.

Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me.

Oh, if you ever go to Houston, oh, man, ya better walk right,
Ya better not stagger, Lord knows, you'd better not fight.
Sheriff he'll arrest you, he'll carry ya down,
And if the jury finds ya guilty, you're penitentiary boun'.

(Chorus)

"O yonder comes Miss Rosie!" "How in the world do ya know?"
"Well, I knowed her by her apron and the dress she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her han'.
She goes a-walkin' to the captain, said, 'Turn loose my man!'"

(Chorus)

Well, I'm goin'-a leave you, and my time ain't long,
I'll be done wi' my grievin' and my great long song.

(Chorus)

Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the dingdong ring,
Ya go marchin' to the table, ya see the same old things,
All on one table, knife, a fork and a pan,
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man.

Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me.

Oh, if you ever go to Houston, oh, man, ya better walk right,
Ya better not stagger, Lord knows, you'd better not fight.
Sheriff he'll arrest you, he'll carry ya down,
And if the jury finds ya guilty, you're penitentiary boun'.

(Chorus)

"O yonder comes Miss Rosie!" "How in the world do ya know?"
"Well, I knowed her by her apron and the dress she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her han'.
She goes a-walkin' to the captain, said, 'Turn loose my man!'"

(Chorus)

Well, I'm goin'-a leave you, and my time ain't long,
I'll be done wi' my grievin' and my great long song.

(Chorus)