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Robert Johnson

From Four Till Late

 

From Four Till Late

(album: The Complete Recordings - 1990)


From four 'till late, I was wringing my hands and crying
From four 'till late, I was wringing my hands and crying
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 rambling through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser, some man always rambling through its drawers
It cause so many men, wear an apron overall

From four 'till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown
From four 'till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown
Now, she won't do nothing, 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

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