Sonidos en Rojo (XXVII) Charley Patton goin' up the Red River

Gonna buy me a hammock 

Carry it underneath through the tree 

Gonna buy myself a hammock 

Carry it underneath through the tree 

So when the wind blow, the leaves may fall on me (...)

Go on, baby, you can have your way 

Ball on, baby, you can have your way 

Sister, every dog sure must have his day 

Got me shackled, I'm wearin' a ball and 

They've got me shackled, I'm wearin' my ball and chain 

An' they got me ready for that Parchman train 

I went to the depot, I looked up at the board 

I went to the depot, I looked up at the board 

If this train has left, well, it's tearin' off up the road 

Clothes I buy, baby, honey you gonna 'pre 

You're gonna appreciate, honey, all clothes I'll buy 

I will give you all my lovin', baby, 'til the day I die 

I went way up Red River, crawlin' on the 

I went up Red River, crawlin', on a log 

I think I heard the Bob Lee boat when she moaned

Suena la corriente: "Hammer Blues" - Charley Patton