Snake Mountain Blues

Mister ten dollar man Let me tell where you're bound Drink your green liquor, Lord You'll roll to the ground But you come around here With your money in your hand Taste of my woman Well, you die where you stand Well, Snake mountain blues They got me down low I could die in the morning But no one would know When my woman come around My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time Snake mountain's gonna crumble, Lord And fall from the sky Before that woman of mine Stops tellin' her lies If I'd die, Lord, she'd weep She'd weep and she'd mourn Soon as I is buried Forget I'd been born Love a blackskin woman, she won't do you no wrong Slow to start moaning, she don't moan for long Oh, yellow headed woman brings nothing but pain Takes all you give her But she leaves only shame Oh, my daddy, Lord, he rides on a long holy train First winds of winter I'll see him again And it's farewell to this yellow headed misery I've known Snake mountain's calling Calling me home Well, the Snake mountain blues Got me down low I could die in the morning Ain't no one would know When my woman come around My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time