Death LetterI got a letter this mornin', how do ya- ya reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, the girl you love is dead."
I got a letter this mornin'. Mmh, how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"
Oh, I grabbed up my suitcase, took off down the road.
When I got there she's layin' on a coolin' board.
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road.
Death Letter BluesI got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead"
I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry, hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"
So, I grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road
When I got there she was layin on a coolin' board
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road
I said, but when I got there she was already layin on a coolin' board
Empire State ExpressI went down to the station
I leaned against the door
I went down to the station
I leaned against the door
You know I know the Empire State
Any time I hear her blow
Then I ask the depot agent
Grinnin' In Your FaceDon't you mind people grinning in your face
Don't you mind people grinning in your face
There's one thing to bear in mind
A true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinning in your face
Your mother she may talk about you
Your brothers and your sisters they will talk about you, too
No matter how you're trying to live
Grinning In Your FaceDon't you mind people grinning in your face
Don't you mind people grinning in your face
There's one thing to bear in mind
A true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinning in your face
Your mother she may talk about you
Your brothers and your sisters they will talk about you, too
No matter how you're trying to live
John the RevelatorTell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Now God walked down in the cool of the day, and called Adam by his name
But he refused to answer, 'cause he was naked and ashamed
So, tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Levee Camp MoanYou know I had a job on the levee
I had a good looking woman who lived in Hughes
I had a job on the levee
I had a good looking woman she lived in Hughes
You know that pretty little thing
She kept me with the government fleet blues
You know on every pay day
Louise McGheeYou see a little girl they call
Louise McGhee
Please do me a favor and shake
her little hand for me
I said if you see a little girl
her name, Louise McGhee
You know, please do me a favor, shake her little hand for me
Walking BluesWell got up this morning, feeling 'round for my shoes
Know about that, I got the walkin' blues
I said I got up this morning, I was feeling 'round for my shoes
I said you know about that now, I got the walkin' blues
The blues ain't nothing but a lowdown shaking chill
If you ain't had 'em I hope you never will
Oh, the blues is a lowdown old aching chill