paroles de chanson Cypress Grove Blues - Skip James

I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
Than to have someone, mama, Lord, that I can't control
And I'm goin' away now, I'm goin' away to stay
And I'm goin' away now, I'm goin' away to stay
And I'll be alright with mama, she's gonna need my help someday
And the sun gone down and you know what you promised me
And the sun gone down and you know what you promised me
And what's the matter, baby, I can't see
I would rather be down at six feet in my grave
I would rather be down at six feet in my grave
Than to be up here, honey, treated this-a way
And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know
And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know
The good book declare you got to reap just what you sow
And your knee bones ache and your body cold
And your knee bones ache and your body cold
And you just gettin' ready, honey, for the cypress grove