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Preera PachiJavier Marin, Daniel Calzadilla, Noel David Hurtado, Aleides Llamozas G., Elena Gil Rodriguez, Alexander Livinelli, Candelaria Rodriguez, Maria Esther Centeno, Rafael Gonzalez Keyner, Sobeida Thais Martinez, Alberto Pequena, Luis Julio Toro, Jesús Rengel, Ruben Rengel, Cheo Hurtado, Jesús Tenepe, Javier Suarez, Brenda Rengel, Walter Arenas, Edwins Moreno, Pili Hernández & Rafael Elior Medina Hurtado
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey Harris
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
McKinley Morganfield
Songwriter
Letra
Well, it's getin' late on in the evening, feel like blowing my own horn
Well, I woke up this morning, all I had, all i had was gone
Late on in the evening, well I blow, blow my horn
Well, I woke up this morning, all I, I had was gone
You know, we'll run into the ocean, running to the sea
Gona find my baby, somebody gonna have to bury me
Run in to ocean, run into the sea
Well, I gonna find my babe, somebody gonna have to bury me
Well, if you did not want me baby, why didn't you tell me so
When I leave this town, gonna hang, hang a black tape on your door
Did not want me baby, why did you, why didn't you tell me so?
Oh, I'm gonna leave this town, gonna hang, hang black tape on your door
Well, I do believe I'll go to the gypsy, have my folks a talk
I do believe there's somebody trying to steal my jelly roll
Do believe I'll go to gypsy, the folks
Well, I do believe there's someone trying to steal my jelly roll
Writer(s): Mckinley Morganfield
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