Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Fred McDowell
Lord, you gon' be sorry
Ever done me wrong
Gon' be sorry
Lord, ya ever done me wrong
Tell it with excitement
Gon' be too late, baby
Lord, an' I'll be gone
Fred, pay me
Lord, don't come a-runnin'
Lord, baby, screamin' and cryin'
Don't come here runnin' back
Honey, Lord, screamin' and cryin'
Lord, you got a home
You got a home, baby
Lord, long as I got
Me an' my white dog started
Baby, walkin' out in Jackson Park
Me an' my white dog started, honey
Walkin' out in Jackson Park
Here it takes a man's appetite, Lord
Honey, hear my white dog bark
You know I'm goin' to Memphis
I'm gon' stop on Easin' street
You know I'm goin' a-Memphis, baby
I'm 'on stop oh on Easin' street
I want some-a you women
I want some-a you women, please
Show me to reach here in peace
So I won't be dodging every, every long tall man I meet
Let me tell you somethin', baby
Honey, please don't crowd your mind
Let me tell you something
Lord, please don't crowd your mind
I don't Fred
First thing you know, baby
You be gone
A pity it t'ain't yo' plan
Lord, I start to holler loud but I believe
I believe I will murmur, low
Lord, I start to holler
Believe I will murmur, low