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Roberta, Pt. 2
91
Pop
Roberta, Pt. 2 was released on September 10, 1991 by Legacy/Columbia as a part of the album King of the 12-String Guitar
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Release DateSeptember 10, 1991
LabelLegacy/Columbia
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM164

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lead Belly
Lead Belly
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lead Belly
Lead Belly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Lomax
John Lomax
Producer
Frank Driggs
Frank Driggs
Producer

Lyrics

This man he was running after Roberta
And Roberta was running on the passenger train
And every station she would pass
This rascal would be sitting right down
There looking for her. She got tired of looking at the rascal
She goes and run on the steamboat
And when the steamboat would pass along
He’s sitting down on the ground
And so when the steamboat would get to the landing
The rascal would be right there looking at Roberta’s face
So when Roberta come off the steamboat
He looked up and he walked up and talked to her
Oh, Roberta, what in the world you mean
Tell me, Roberta, what in the world you
Honey, the way you treat me beats all I ever seen
He looked at Roberta and he talked to her
Roberta wouldn’t pay him no attention
He tore up to the police station and
He told the chief of police
When he got up there he said to the chief of police
Lord, I’m going to the station, going to tell the chief of police
Yes, I’m going to the station, going to tell the chief of police
"Roberta done quit me and I can’t see no peace"
The police asked him: "How in the world you gonna know Roberta
From any other brown-skin?" ‘Cause all of ‘em is brown-skin now
The black women is brown-skin, they got so much high brown powder
You can’t tell a black woman from a brown-skin
He looked at the policeman and here’s what he said
She’s a brownskin woman, got black wavy hair
She’s a brownskin woman, got black wavy hair
And I can describe her, oh, partner most anywhere
The policeman goes on down to the landing with him
And walked up and talked to Roberta
Here’s what the police told him
Tell me, Roberta, what’s the matter with you
Tell me, Roberta, what’s the matter with you
This man ain’t got nobody to take his troubles to
Written by: Lead Belly
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