Little Satchel

[Verse 1]
Under my bed, you can set your little satchel
And on my head come lay your little hand
If you will be, my own true lover
I will be your loving little man

[Verse 2]
Run to the house, and ask your papa
Bride of mine you’ll ever be
If he says no, come back and tell me
I will wait for you to be free

[Verse 3]
When you get free, then we’ll get married
Look how happy we will be
Oh we’ll go, to California
Any place you want to go

[Verse 4]
Oh we’ll go to Louisiana
Settle down when we get home

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 5]
I wish I was, a little angel
And over these prison walls I would fly
Fly on back, to the arms of my darlin’
Stay at home until I die

[Verse 6]
But you can see, that I’m no little angel
Neither have my wings to fly
So I’ll go back, all brokenhearted
Weep and moan until I die