Blind Dog Radio

Fo' Day Blues by Peg Leg Howell

Peg Leg Howell - Fo' Day Blues; in A.

I woke up this mornin', 'tween midnight and day
I woke up this mornin', 'tween midnight and day
I woke up this mornin', 'tween midnight and day
I felt for my rider, she done eased away

Sweet mama, sweet mama, your papa double do love you
Sweet mama, sweet mama, papa double do love you
Says, crazy about the way sweet mama do

My rider got somethin', I really don't know what it is
My rider got somethin', I really don't know what it is
When I wake up in the mornin' can't keep my body still

My rider got somethin', they call it the stingaree
My rider got somethin', called it the stingaree
I wake up every mornin' it worryin', worryin' poor me

I'm goin', I'm goin', mama, ain't comin' here no more
I'm goin' away, mama, ain't comin' here no more
I'm goin' away, mama, ain't comin' here no more
When you see me leavin', pin crate [sic] on your door

Says the Mississippi River, mama, is long and deep and wide
The Mississippi River is long and deep and wide
The Mississippi River long and deep and wide
I've got a lovin' fary, she's on the other side

I'm goin' up the country, mama, honey, and I won't carry you
I'm goin' up the country, mama I won't carry you
'T'ain't nothin' up the country, sweet mama, you can do

I'm gonna drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log
Gonna drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log
Then to be in Atlanta, treated like a dog