Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Well you gotta roll on buddy, roll on easy
How can I roll ,when the wheel won't go
I've been rollin´ yes and I've been wheeling
Just a little too long, just a little too long
Well early in the morning, I find myself praying
That the sun don't rise, that the sun don't rise
When that sun's gotta movin´ captain done call me
To country road, to country road
Grab a my hammer, hammer is a burnin´
From the blazing sun, from the blazing sun
Forty pound a hammer just a little to heavy
For my size buddy for my size
Oh roll on buddy, roll on easy
How can I roll, when the wheel won't go
Sometimes I get a sayin´, sometimes I get a prayin´
That I never been born, that I never been born
When a man's on a chain gang all his days
Something done gone wrong, something sure is wrong
All this sweat all down my face
Never cool my tongue, never cool my tongue
Well I won't lay down somewhere that's shading
Let the cop pass by let the cop pass by
Now ain't that a shame, shame, shame ´bout the captain
That boy don't know that he bound to die
Roll on buddy roll on easy
How can I roll when the wheel won't go
Roll On, Buddy was written by Traditional.
Roll On, Buddy was produced by Andy Wiswell.