France Blues

Have you ever took a trip, babe, on the Mobile line?

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout the Mobile line

That's the road to ride, baby, ease your trouble in mind

Well I got a letter, babe, this the way it read

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout the way it read

"Come home, come home, baby girl you love is dead"

Well I pack my suitcase, bundle up my clothes

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout bundle up the clothes

When I got there, she's layin' on a coolin' board

Well they took my baby, honey, to the buryin' ground

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout the buryin' ground

You oughta heard me hollerin' when they let her down

Well there's two black horses standin' on the buryin' ground

[They'll a-turn around, then babe, they?] run on down

When you go to heaven, gonna, babe, gonna stop by France

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout stop by France

Gonna stop by there just to give these girls a chance

Baby, when I die, don't bury dad at all

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout bury dad at all

Well pickle daddy's bones, baby, in alkyhol

Well the boat's up the river, babe, and she won't come down

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout she won't come down

Well I believe to my soul that the boat is water bound

Baby, when I die, put daddy's picture in a frame

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout a-in a frame

So when daddy's gone, you can see him just the same

Hello heaven, daddy want to use your telephone

Hey Lawdy mama mama, hey Lawdy papa papa, hollerin' 'bout the telephone

Sweet talk your daddy anytime when he's gone