Sugar Cane

(альбом: Eternal And Lowdown - 2001)

From where I stand it looks like rain off the coast of Louisiana
It's gonna get bad and wet all the way up to Atlanta
Run tell mama here comes the storm, and put on your flying shoes
Levy's gonna break and the bottom's gonna flood
That'll get you some Delta blues

Might be the devil playing a little game
I can't stand this old rain
Need a little something to ease the pain
Oh Lord, have a little mercy on the sugar cane

If the world was the way it was, no God would be required
Now the woman comes along and something is to be desired
There ain't a lot of praying going on in the houses on St. LaRue
It's money for the bump and the grind, and that'll get you some Delta blues

I heard it told, I didn't see it myself, I guess it could be a lie
I've come to believe it's the Gospel truth, so help me hope to die
If you want a little more than this old world's got and don't care what you lose
Go down to the crossroads, make a little deal and get you some Delta blues