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Molasses Creek
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Mississippi Sawyer
On the western side of some backwater town Some of us boys would sit around And listen to old Joe saw away On a dusty ole fiddle he loved to play Stories he told with every song Bout river life, 'fore the crowds came along Pining away for the days of yore When he could make a livin' up and down the shore
Days were hard, road got rough Turned in his papers, and he'd had enough But late at night all alone Those old times shone – through the Mississippi Sawyer
When the Mississippi Sawyer first poled aground The only work that could be found Was clearing land near the Windsor place He borrowed mules he set the pace Worked pretty hard for twenty some days Burnin brush and cutting hay Ole Smith Daniels had him paid And he loaded his pack and was on his way
Rains were scarce, river dry Not enough water yet to float him high So he pitched his camp and stayed a while Drifter style – as the Mississippi Sawyer
Civil war brought harder times 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 The blue and grey both worked the line Of that magic road that ever flowed From the frozen north to the gulf below Old Joe managed to squeeze on through With twinkle in his eye, and a 'How do you do?' Offering a free dance or two For lonesome greys and homesick blues
Dangerous times in '63 Port Gibson fell and he thought to flee But general Grant called for a ball . . . .Joe answered the call – as the Mississippi Sawyer
Well the taller we grew, the older Joe got Rheumatism struck (came), fiddlin' stopped Sadly he tucked ole Bess away Til he called me down that fresh spring day 'Son, though my playing days are through, I've one more gift to pass on to you . . . looks like you're ready to fly And a boy with a fiddle will always get by
When times are hard and the road gets tough And you can't scrape together enough Line your pockets with gold From the tunes of old – with the Mississippi Sawyer.
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