Crow Jane, Crow Jane, don't you hold your head so high
You must remember, you got to lay down and die
Lord, when I leave here, won't you hang crepe on your door
No sir, not dead, and I won't come here no more
My Mama told me when I was six years old,
"Be a rounder, son, Lord bless your soul."
Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd-Lawd
Lawd, Lawd, Lawd, Lawdy, Lawd
Lawd, Lawdy, Lawd
Which-a way, which-a way, do the blood Red River run?
Right from my window back to the rising sun
My baby left here, baby, you see what you done done
You done made me love you honey, now your man done come
Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd-Lawd
I woke up this mornin', it was just about dawn of day
Found my good brown gone, oh Lord, I have to go away
Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, what have I done to you?
Lord, brown, what have I done to you"
I don't rob no train, sure did not-a kill no man
Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawd, Lawd-Lawd, Lawdy, Lawd