Black Horse Blues
I wanna know what time do the trains come through your town
I wanna laugh and talk with a long-haired teasin' brown
One goes south at eight and it's one goes north at nine
One goes south at eight and one goes north at nine
I got a hour to talk with that long-haired brown of mine
Go and get my black horse and saddle up my Grey mare
Go get my black horse and saddle up my Grey mare
I'm goin' off to my good gal, she's in the world somewhere
I can't count the times that I stole aside and cried
I can't count the times that I stole aside and cried
Sugar, the blues ain't on me, but things ain't goin' on
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Writer/s: Blind Lemon Jefferson