Went to the depot, looked up on the board
Went to the depot, looked up on the board
It read, "Good times here, but better down the road"
Loo-doo, loo-doo, loo-doo (falsetto)
Well you can't do me like you done poor Shine
You can't do me like you done poor Shine
You took poor Shine's woman, but you sure, Lord, can't take mine
SPOKEN: Here comes DeFord Bailey, now, with the harmonica. Tom Long comes through Nashville, a load of pig iron.
Where was you, mama, when the train left the shed?
Where was you, mama, when the train left the shed?
Standing in my front door, wishing I was dead
Two little monkeys, playing up in a tree
Two little monkeys, playing up in the tree
One said to the other, "Come on let's make whoopee."
SPOKEN: Lord, Lord
I met a little gypsy in a fortune tellin' place
I met a little gypsy in a fortune tellin' place
She read my mind, then she slapped my face