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Song: | Skip James - Crow Jane - 17 - The Soul Of A Man - 1964 |
Album: | She Lyin' | Genres: | Club Dance |
Year: | | Length: | 179 sec |
Lyrics:
Crow Janie, Crow Janie, Crow Jane, Don't You Hold Your Head High,
someday, Baby, You Know You Got To Die.
you Got To Lay Down, And. . ., You Got To Die, You Got To. . .
and I Want To Buy Me A Pistol, 'wolf Me Forty Rounds Of Ball',
shoot Crow Jane Just To See Her Fall.
she Got To Fall, She Got To. . ., She Got To Fall, She Got To. . .,
-Refrain-
'you Know I Begged Crow Jane, Not To Hold Her Head Too High,
someday, Baby, You Know You Got To Die.
you Got To Lay Down, And. . ., You Got To Die, You Got To. . .'
and I Dug Her A Grave, With A Silver Spade,
ain't Nobody Going To Take My Crow Jane's Place.
no You Can't Take Her, . . . No You Can't Take Her. . .
-Refrain-
you Know I Let Her Down, With A Golden Chain,
and Every Link I Would Call My Crow Jane's Name.
crow Jane, . . .crow, . . . Crow Jane, . . .crow
you Know I Never Missin' My Water, Til My Well Ran Dry,
didn't Miss Crow Jane Until The Day She Died.
til The Day,she, . . . Til The Day, She, . . .
-Refrain-
you Know I Dug Her Grave, Eight Feet In The Ground,
didn't Feel Sorry Til They Let Her Down.
they Had, . . . To Let Her Down, They Had, . . . To Let Her Down,
-Refrain-
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