Nashville Stonewall Blues - Robert Wilkins,
Cross-note tuning.
I stayed in jail, it was for thirty long days
I stayed in jail, it was for thirty long days
And that woman said she loved me, I could not see her face
I looked out the window, saw the long chain man
I looked out the window, saw the long chain man
Oh, he's coming to call us boys name by name
He's going to take me from here to Nashville, Tennessee
He's going to take me from here to Nashville, Tennessee
He's going to take me right back, boys, where I used to be
I got a letter from home, reckon how it read
I got a letter from home, reckon how it read
It read "Son, come home to your mama, she's sick and nearly dead."
I set down and cried, and I screamed and squalled
I set down and cried, and I screamed and squalled
Said, "How can I come home, mama, I'm behind these walls."
Every morning about four, boys might be half past
Every morning about four, boys might be half past
You ought to see me down the foundry, trying to do my task
Oh, the judge he sentenced me, boys, from five to ten
'Cause the judge he sentenced me, boys, from five to ten
I get out, I'm going to kill that woman, I'll be right back again
Cross-note tuning.
I stayed in jail, it was for thirty long days
I stayed in jail, it was for thirty long days
And that woman said she loved me, I could not see her face
I looked out the window, saw the long chain man
I looked out the window, saw the long chain man
Oh, he's coming to call us boys name by name
He's going to take me from here to Nashville, Tennessee
He's going to take me from here to Nashville, Tennessee
He's going to take me right back, boys, where I used to be
I got a letter from home, reckon how it read
I got a letter from home, reckon how it read
It read "Son, come home to your mama, she's sick and nearly dead."
I set down and cried, and I screamed and squalled
I set down and cried, and I screamed and squalled
Said, "How can I come home, mama, I'm behind these walls."
Every morning about four, boys might be half past
Every morning about four, boys might be half past
You ought to see me down the foundry, trying to do my task
Oh, the judge he sentenced me, boys, from five to ten
'Cause the judge he sentenced me, boys, from five to ten
I get out, I'm going to kill that woman, I'll be right back again