Yellow Dog Blues Lyrics
E'er since Miss Susan
Johnson lost her Jockey
Lee There has been much excitement more to be
You can hear her moaning night and morn
Wonder where my easy rider's gone
Cable grams come of sympathy
Telegrams go of inquiry
Letters come from down in 'Bam'
And everywhere that Uncle
Sam Has even a rural delivery
All day the phone rings but it's not for me
At last good tidings fill our hearts with glee
This message comes from
Tennessee Dear Sue your easy rider struck this burg today
On a south bound rattler side door
Pullman car Seen him here an' he was on the hog
Spoken the smoke was broke no joke not a jitney on him
Easy rider's gotta stay away
So he had to vamp it but the hike ain't far
He's gone where the southern cross' the
Yellow Dog I know the
Yellow Dog district like a book
Indeed I know the route that rider took