G C G We moved here from Summers when I was fourteenD7 G Worked this poor ground for bacon and beansC G The landlord told me that hard times were nearD7 G Didn't mean a thing cause they're already hereC G Daylight till dark my work’s never doneD7 G Lord have mercy on a sharecropper’s sonC G Momma's got the fever and the baby’s sick tooContinúa después del anuncioD7 G Poppa’s uptown soakin’ up that brewC G Just out of prison said he ain’t going backD7 G Ain’t a blood hound in Georgia that can follow his track Repeat #2C G We bought a new mule brought him up from down southD7 G He'd kick the chew of tobacco right out of your mouthC G Water in the well is barely out of sightD7 G Can’t take a bath on a Saturday night Repeat #2C G Our crops are all wilted no rain day or nightD7 G The preacher's here for dinner we ain't got a biteC G Eleven in the family ten daughter's and a sonD7 G And momma's just told us there'd be another one
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Ralph Stanley
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