Big Road Blues Lyrics
Big Road Blues - Tommy Johnson
Crying ain't going down this
Big road by myself
A don't ya hear me talking pretty mama
Lord ain't going down this
Big road by myself
If I don't carry you
Gong car somebody else
Crying sun gong shine in
My backdoor someday
A don't ya hear me talking pretty mama
Lord sun gong shine in
My backdoor someday
A wind gong change all
Blow my blues away
Baby what made you do
Things you do do do
Like you do do do
Don't you hear me now
What made you do me
Like you do do do
Now you think gong do me like you
Done to poor old Cherry Red
Take the poor boy's money now
Show nuff you won't take mine
A don't ya hear me talking pretty mama
Taken this poor boy's money
Show nuff won't take mine
Taken the poor boy's money now
Sure to God you wrong to take mine
Crying ain't going down this
Big road by myself
A don't you hear me talking pretty mama
Lord ain't going down this
Big road by myself
If I don't car you
Gong carry somebody else
Crying sun gong shine on
My back door someday
A don't you hear me talking pretty mama
Know sun gong shine in
My back door someday
And a wind gong change and
Blow my blues away