Bessie
Bessie was born in a magnolia tree
Folks said the sun wouldn't set until it hurt her sing
Her daddy died the same day that baby made her first sound
Hell, so did the river and the cotton and the whole damn town
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
When her mama passed too the whole world heard Bessie wail
Nine years and ten pennies to her name, that little lady set sail
Traveling that Chittlin' road, a little Empress grew
Up cussin' and spittin', drinkin' gin and belting the blues
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
Weren't long for the whole damn world knew Bessie's name
Lights get brighter, even on a gravel road to fame
But never tempt the devil at forty-nine and sixty-one
Crossroads will take you before you're ready, and then the ride's just done
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
Folks said the sun wouldn't set until it hurt her sing
Her daddy died the same day that baby made her first sound
Hell, so did the river and the cotton and the whole damn town
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
When her mama passed too the whole world heard Bessie wail
Nine years and ten pennies to her name, that little lady set sail
Traveling that Chittlin' road, a little Empress grew
Up cussin' and spittin', drinkin' gin and belting the blues
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
Weren't long for the whole damn world knew Bessie's name
Lights get brighter, even on a gravel road to fame
But never tempt the devil at forty-nine and sixty-one
Crossroads will take you before you're ready, and then the ride's just done
She could sing melodies, bring you to your knees
Oh, Bessie work those miles, like pain's going out of style
Nothing don't matter if'n it don't touch your soul
Cause one day the delta's gonna take back what the devil stole
The delta always gets what the delta's owed
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Writer(s): Lara Eastburn
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