Willie Poor Boy
Mance Lipscomb
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Willie, Willie, Willie poor boy Do let my Saviour be Yes, I love my baby, God knows I do I'll love her 'til the sea goes dry If I thought she didn't love me I'd take morphine and I'd die Oh me, oh my Do Lord, remember me Went down to the old New Ground Get me a load o' corn Well, the racoon sicced them dog on me That possum blowed his horn Do Lord, remember me I went down to New Orleans Didn't go there to stay I fell in love with a brownskin girl Stayed there half of my day Ah me, ah my, Willie poor boy Do let my Saviour be Would not marry a knotty-headed girl Tell you the reason why 'Cause every time she combed her head The nap begin to fly Now if I had a Northern wife I'll tell you what I'd do I'd take her down to New Orleans I'd trade her off for corn Whoa mule, whoa mule, whoa mule That old mule Hit that mule, he wouldn't gee 'Cross the head with a single-tree Whoa mule, whoa mule, whoa mule
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