Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
Big Bill Broonzy
It rained five days
Lord and the clouds turn'd dark as night
Lord and trouble taking place
Lord in the low-land at night
I got up one mornin’
Poor me I couldn't get even get out of my door
I got up one mornin'
Poor me I couldn’t get even get out of my door
Lord that's really 'nough trouble
To make a poor man wonder where in the world to go
Yes I went and I stood
Up on the high high ol' lonesome hill
Yes I went and I stood
Up on the high high ol' lonesome hill
Darlin' all I could do
Would look down on the house baby, whar'n I used to live
Yes it thunder'd and it lightnin’
Lord and the wind, thе wind began to blow
Yes it thunder’d and it lightnin'
Lord and thе wind began to blow
Lord there were thousand, thousand poor people
At that time didn’t have no place to go