Moon Going Down - Seasick Steve

Oh, that moon go down baby, Clarksdale sun about to shine

Oh, that moon go down baby, Clarksdale sun about to shine

Rosetta Henry told me, «don't want you hanging round no more»

Oh, where were you now baby?

Clarksdale mill burned down

Oh, where were you now baby?

Clarksdale mill burned down

I was way down in Sunflower with my face full of frown

Ah, there’s a house over yonder, no it wasn’t painted all over green

Yeah, there’s a house over yonder, no it wasn’t painted all over green

They got the pretty young women, yeah, a poor boy ever seen

I believe I hear Helena whistle blow

I believe I hear Helena whistle blow

Well, I ain’t gonna stop walking till I get in my rider’s door

Yeah, that smokestack is black and that bell, it shine like gold

Oh, that smokestack is black and that bell, it shine like gold

Lord, I ain’t gonna walk here, Lord, tarry around no more

Oh hey, evil was that midnight when I hear that local blow

Aw, was evil that midnight when I hear that local blow

I got to see my little rider when she getting on board

Yeah, that moon go down baby, Clarksdale sun about to shine

Clarksdale sun about to shine