Lyrics:
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.
She
Down in Rockingham County I was born and raised
I'll be a Rock-town rocker for the rest of my days
I was a rebel with a heart big enough for two
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.
She
At birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a river bed
On a houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my papa
Summer journeys to Niagara
And to other places aggravate all our cares.
We'll save our fares!
I've a cozy little flat in
What is known as old
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the grey believers
Another town where
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit
at birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a river bed
On a houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my papa
Sonny Boy Williamson - vocals & harmonica
With Big Bill Broonzy - guitar, Blind John Davis - piano
William Mitchell - bass
Album: 'The Blues' Sonny Boy
Well, at birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a river bed
On a houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs
Who went out into the big world
To build their homes and seek their fortunes
The first little
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast
She, she came from the land of the cotton
Land that was nearly forgotten by everyone
And she worked and she slaved so hard
A big old field was her
fucking weapon
When I was three I was just a little G
But if you looked in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I wrote my first
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the grey believers
Another town where
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
a winner of the quick draw.
Hey yaw, Hey yaw!
Yeah, it was a big showdown,
Oh yeah, we stood our ground.
Shot out the lights:
It got a little crazy.
and country lane
You hear him sing his plaintive little strain)
And as he goes by to you he'll say
(Big jumbos) big jumbo ones
(Come buy those) peanuts
three-hundred acres of cotton corn and a little bit of gravel
All bought up by a builder from downtown
Tomorrow when the Earth starts a-shakin' and the walls
took a little pity
The whole town swore he decided
He help her some
And he
Didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty
For deep inside his heart he
no one else had even seen
Behind the dash in Mary's crumpled up machine
A little matchbox circled by a rubberband
And inside the ring from Walter
no one else had even seen
Behind the dash in Mary's crumpled up machine
A little matchbox circled by a rubberband
And inside the ring from Walter
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
Uh huh, uh huh
Froggie went a courtin' and he did ride
Sword and pistol by his side uh huh, uh huh
Well he
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