Bukka White - Parchman Farm Blues Lyrics
Judge gimme me life this morn'inDown on Parchman FarmJudge gimme me life this morn'inDown on Parchman FarmI wouldn't hate it so badBut I left my wife in mournin'Four years, goodbye wifeOh you have done goneOoh, goodbye wifeOh you have done goneBut I hope somedayYou will hear my lonesome song, yeah(guitar & washboard)Oh you, listen you menI don't mean no harmOh-oh listen you menI don't mean no harmIf you wanna do goodYou better stay off old Parchman Farm, yeahWe go to work in the mo'ninJust a-dawn of dayWe go to work in the mo'ninJust a-dawn of dayJust at the settin' of the sunThat's when da work is done, yeahOoh, I'm down on old Parchman FarmI sho' wanna go back home, yeahI'm down on the old Parchman FarmBut I sho' wanna go back home, yeahBut I hope someday I will over come.(washboard & guitar to end)~