Текст песни From Four Till Late - Robert Johnson
From
four
'till
late,
I
was
wringin'
my
hands
and
cryin'
From
four
'till
late,
I
was
wringin'
my
hands
and
cryin'
I
believe
to
my
soul,
that
your
daddy's
Gulfport
bound
From
Memphis
to
Norfolk,
is
a
thirty-six
hours
ride
From
Memphis
to
Norfolk,
is
a
thirty-six
hours
ride
A
man
is
like
a
prisoner
and
he's
never
satisfied
A
woman
is
like
a
dresser,
some
man
always
ramblin'
through
its
drawers
A
woman
is
like
a
dresser,
some
man
always
ramblin'
through
its
drawers
It
cause
so
many
men,
wear
an
apron
overall
From
four
'till
late,
she
get1
with
a
no-good
bunch
and
clown
From
four
'till
late,
she
get1
with
a
no-good
bunch
and
clown
Now,
she
won't
do
nothin',
but
tear
a
good
man'
reputation
down
When
I
leave
this
town,
I'm
gon'
bid
you
fare,
farewell
And
when
I
leave
this
town,
I'm
gon'
bid
you
fare,
farewell
And
when
I
return
again,
you'll
have
a
great
long
story
to
tell
Note
1:
alternatively
"give
up"
instead
of
"she
get"
1 If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day
2 Come On In My Kitchen
3 Preachin' Blues (Up Jumped the Devil)
4 Milkcow's Calf Blues
5 Little Queen of Spades
6 From Four Till Late
7 Dust My Broom - Bonus Track
8 How Long, How Long Blues - Bonus Track
9 I'm So Glad - Bonus Track
10 Future Blues - Bonus Track
11 Walkin' Blues - Bonus Track
12 Sweet Old Chicago (Bonus Track)
13 Take A Little Walk With Me - Bonus Track
14 Black Angel Blues - Bonus Track
15 Good Mornin' Little School Girl - Bonus Track
16 Eyesight To The Blind - Bonus Track
17 Shake 'Em On Down - Bonus Track
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