Well, well, well, ah. A motherless children have a hard time. Motherless children have a hard time, Mother's dead. They'll not have anywhere to go,. Wanderin around from door to door. Have a hard
Well, well, well, ah. A motherless children have a hard time. Motherless children have a hard time, Mother's dead. They'll not have anywhere to go,. Wanderin around from door to door. Have a hard
Let it shine on me, let it shine on me. Oh, let Your light from the lighthouse shine on. Let it shine on me, let it shine on me. Oh, let Your light from the lighthouse shine on My Lord, he's done j
sing the blues. Like BlindWillie Mctell. . Well, I heard the hoot owl singing. As they were taking down the tents. The stars above the barren trees. Were his only audience. Them charcoal gypsy
ever lost your mind. Have you ever woke up screamin'. 'Cause you're so lonely you could die Why did you go?. Why did you go? I'm lonely baby. Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry. I'm gonna cry myself blind
By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
