Wild Cow Blues
Wild Cow Blues-Big Joe Williams
Williams, guitar in Spanish tuning, Dad Tracy, fiddle, Chasey Collins, washboard
Yes, I got up this mornin', I was feelin' awful bad
I was thinkin' 'bout the good times, mama, hmmm, Lord, me and my baby once have had
Well, I woke up this mornin', I looked down the road
Think I heard my wild cow, mama, when she begin to low
If you see my wild cow, buddy, please tell her "Hurry home"
Lord, I ain't had no milk and butter since my wild cow been gone
I'm gwine to the border, just to hear my wild cow moan (Spoken: Play it, man!)
Lord, I'm gwine to the border, just to hear my wild cow moan
Yes, she moans so lonesome, I'm gonna bring my wild cow home
My wild cow got a horn, just long as your right arm
Gives so much milk and butter that I hate to see my wild cow leave home
If you see that wild cow, please tell her "Come back home"
Lord, I ain't had no milk and butter, since my wild cow been gone
It take a rubber ball to roll, and a rockin' chair to rock
The girl I'm lovin' to talk that old baby talk
Lord, I don't feel welcome, I said, please, nowhere I go
Lord, that good girl I'm lovin', she done drove me away my door
You can read out your hymnbook, preach out your bible, too
Fall down on your knees, ask the Good Lord to help you, 'cause you're gonna
Need, you's gwine need my help someday
You won't quit your runnin' around, woman, please, quit your low-down ways (Spoken: Play it, man!)
Lord, I went home last night, I looked out my door
There was some other man had my wild cow, she couldn't low
If you see my wild cow, please drive her back home
Lord, I ain't had no milk and butter, since he stole my wild cow and gone
Mmmm, "Good mornin', Blues, how do you do?"
Mmmm, "Good mornin'", I said, "Blues, how do you do?
I cried all night long, though and I can't get along with you."
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