|Write Me A Few Of Your Lines (Mississippi Fred McDowell)
Mama, when you get home, baby, please write me a few of your lines
Mama, when you get home, baby, sit down and write me a few of your lines
That'd be consolation, mama, to ease my worried mind
Mama don't left me standing, standing in our back door cryin'
Mama don't left me standing, standing alone in our back door cryin'
Lord, I never felt so sorry no, honey, till you said goodbye
I'm going down to the river, I'm gonna sit on the ground
Going down to the river, baby, I'm gonna sit on the ground
I'm gonna let the waves of water, baby, wash my troubles down