Early in the Mornin'
Anonymous
| Original | EARLY IN THE MORNING - Recorded by Alan Lomax in 1947 at the... |
| EARLY IN THE MORNIN' Gang: Let's hook 'em, let's hook 'em now. Woah. Early in the mornin' by the ding dong ding, Wake up in the mornin', serve the same old thing. Gang: Oh man, oh, oh, oh man Wasn't I lucky last summer when I got my time, My buddy got a hundred, I got ninety-nine. Who's that man, buddy, on that big white hoss, I don't know his name but they call him boss. If you see my sister tell her pray for me, Tell my mother don't write to me. Tell my buddy he got to write no mo', I got a long time ,sinner, they gonna see me no more. Who's that man, buddy, on that big white hoss, I don't know his name but they call him boss. Wasn't I lucky last summer when I got my time, My buddy got a hundred, I got ninety-nine. If I had my pistol wouldn't do ne'er one. If I had my pistol wouldn't do ne'er one. Well man, oh man, here come a dangerous blue, Here come Joe comin', keep a-walkin' through. High top, low bottom and it won't be long, Can't haul by here and it won't be long. Camp I, Camp A, two leadin' farms, Don't come to Angola, this a murder's home. I don't want no trouble (with) the boys I know, I don't know you buddy though you live next door. You talk about my buddy, you talk about a dangerous blue, If I had my pistol, be a-dangerous too. Waterboy, waterboy, put the bucket down, If you don't bring me no water, throw the water down. Hear me callin’ , buddy, by the light of the moon, Early in the mornin' by the light of the moon. Hook that water, buddy call the waterman, Here come the head captain with his great big gun. Late in the evening, buddy, the sun goin' down, We got to cut this cane, buddy, let's get it down. Watch my buddy, buddy he start to fall, Help that boy, won't you make it long. Cane knives jumpin', buddy, captain, people scream, Headland, no trouble, let's .make it through. Woah man, woah man, as you go along, Woah man, woah man, as you go along Late over in the evenin' by the midnight day, We got to save this, buddy, got to save this hay. | EARLY IN THE MORNING Well, it’s early in the morn –in the morning, baby When I rise, Lordy mama Well, it’s early every morning a-baby When I rise well-a well-a It’s early in the morning, baby When I rise, Lordy baby You have-, it’s I have misery, Berta, Wa, in my right side Well-a, in a my right side, Lordy baby- R-in-a my right side,Lordy, sugar. Well, it´s I have a misery, Berta, R-in-a my right side, well-a. Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta, Well, it's Lord (you keep a-talkin'), babe, Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie, Well, it's, o Lord, Gal, well-a. Well-a, whosonever told it, That he told a- he told a dirty lie, babe. Well-a, whosonever told it, that he told a -he told a dirty lie, well-a. Well-a, whosonever told it, that he told a -he told a dirty lie, babe. Well the eagle on the dollar-quarter, He gonna rise and fly, well-a. He gonna rise and fly, sugar. He gonna rise and fly, well-a. Well the eagle on the dollar-quarter, He gonna rise and fly, well-a. Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta, Well, it's Lord (you keep a-talkin'), babe, Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie, Well, it's, o Lord, Gal, well-a. Well-rocks ’n gravel make -a Make a solid road Well-a takes a-rock –a gravel make a To make a solid road, well-a It takes a good lookin woman to make a To make a good lookin whore Well-a It takes a good lookin woman, Lord, Baby To make a good lookin whore, Lord sugar It takes a good lookin woman to make-a To make a good lookin whore, well-a Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta, Well, it's Lord (you keep a-talkin'), babe, Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie, Well, it's, o Lord, Gal, well-a. Boys, the peckerwood a-peckin' on the- On the schoolhouse door, sugar. Well, the peckerwood a-peckin' on the- R-on the schoolhouse door, Well-a. Well, the peckerwood a-peckin' on the- On the schoolhouse door, sugar. Well he pecks so hard, Lordy, baby, Until his pecker got sore, well-a, Until his pecker got sore, Lordy, baby, Until his pecker got sore, Lord, sugar. Well he pecks so hard, Lord, mama, Until his pecker got sure, well-a. Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta, Well, it's Lord (you keep a-talkin'), babe, Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie, Well, it's, o Lord, Gal, well-a. Well, hain't been to Georgia, boys, but, Well, it's I been told, sugar. Well, hain't been to Georgia, Georgia. But, it's I been told, well-a. Well, haint been to Georgia, Georgia. But, it's I been told, Lord, mama. |
