Skip James - Special Rider Blues Lyrics
I ain't got no, special rider hereI ain't got no, no special rider hereI ain't got nobodyTo love and feel my care(guitar)I woke up this mo'ninLooked at spec-special risin' sunI woke up this mo'ninI looked at special risin' sunNow, I pray up to the good LordThat my special rider, she would call(guitar)I got up off-a my palletI laid down 'cross my bedI got up off my palletAn I laid down across my bedWhen I went to eat my break'qastAn the blues was all in my bread(guitar)You know, I got a letterHow do you reck'in it read?I got a letterAn how do you reck'in it read?You better hur' up an come homeBecause yo' special rider, she's deadThat's the reason I ain'tGot no special riderRider, hereThat's the reason I ain'tGot no special rider, hereNow, I ain't got nobodyTo love and feel my care.(guitar to end)~