Lyrics:
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
too stoned, please remember you're a man
Lord, there's got to be some changes
Living together's gonna be a lot of re-arranges
You better be ready,
cries
"Pencils for a nickel"
Still they pass him by
See the rich man with all his money
Ah, but still he complains
Smell the flowing of all
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
down there, might be your man I don't know
Lord you got me trapped a woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more
So
that I'm a man
I ask the Lord up above
Please let me raise my children right
And be the man my daddy was and, oh
Oh, let me be
The man my daddy
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die, Oh Lord!
And then I jumped in the river, but
these things to me
Oh I'm worried
Lord, I'll find out anyway
Sure going to find myself a girl someday
'Till then I'm worried
Yeah, I just can't
and a-reelin'
Head up to ceiling
An' swinging with some other guys.
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come.
Silent weekend,
Oh Lord, I sure
of the engineer
My sweetheart loved a brakeman and it ain't no joke
It's a shame the way she keeps a good man broke
I got the freight train blues
Oh Lord mama, I
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by;
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die, Oh Lord!
And then I jumped in the river,
I was born by a river, oh man, in this little old tent, oh
Just like this river, I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But
Hey Saint Peter give me cloud number nine
And tell my daddy that Jr's on the line
Oh please Lord someday I'll be
A talkin' to you i wanna speak man
One of heaven
It's only by Your blood, it's only through Your mercy Lord, I come
I bring an offering of worship to my King
No one on earth deserves
But this loneliness inside of me says
I got to get to California right away
Oh, I got to get to California
I wish I was there by my baby's side
Lord
these things to me
Oh I'm worried
Lord, I'll find out anyway
Sure going to find myself a girl someday
'Till then I'm worried
Yeah, I just can't
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord, have mercy on me
Woe, woe is me
Well, I met a man out in Hollywood
Now I ain't
Lord, lord, lord
I'm not a strong man
I'm not a winner
Can't keep a job so I've been singing for my dinner
Sometimes you hate it
But, you stand by me
Lord, she lived down by the mine,
She ain't never seen the sun,
Oh Lord, never stopped crying.
Then one day my man ,
Lord, she up and died now.
Oh Lord
learn that, oh Lord?
Lord, help him get away
Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man
You've never heard a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're
of a whore
Always wanted by the law
Wouldn't you like to know?
Wouldn't you like to know people?
Great King Rat was a dirty old man
And a dirty old man
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