Robert Johnson - From Four Until Late Lyrics
From four until late, I was wringing my hands and cryin' (2x)I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport boundFrom Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty-six hours' ride (2x)A man is like a prisoner, and he's never satisfiedA woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers (2x)It cause so many men, wear an apron over-allFrom four until late, she get with a no good bunch and clown (2x)Now she won't do nothin', but tear a good man's reputation downWhen I leave this town, I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell (2x)And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell