Weeping Willow

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Lord, that weepin' willow and that mournin' dove,
That weepin' willow and that mournin' dove,
I got a gal up the country, Lord, you know I sure do love.

Now, if you see my woman, tell her I says hurry home,
[SPOKEN: Aw, sho']
You see my woman, tell her I says hurry home,
I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone.

Where it 'tain't no love, ain't no gettin' along,
Where it ain't no love, mama, ain't no gettin' along.
My gal treat me so mean and dirty, sometime I don't know right from wrong.

Lord, I lied down last night, tried to take my rest,
I lied down last night, tried to take my rest,
[SPOKEN: What happened, boy?]
You know, my mind got to ramblin' just like wild geese in the west.

Gonna buy me a bulldog, watch you whilst I sleep,
Gonna buy me a bulldog, watch you whilst I sleep,
Just to keep these men from makin' this early mornin' creep.

Now, if you see my woman, tell her I says hurry home,
You see my woman, tell her I says hurry home.
I ain't had no lovin' since my little gal been gone.

You gonna want my love, baby, some lonesome day,
[SPOKEN: Yeah!]
You gonna want my love, mama, some old lonesome day,
Then it be too late, I'll be gone too far away.


Autor(es): Blind Boy Fuller