Last Kind Word Blues

The last kind word I heared my daddy say
Lord, the last kind word I heared my daddy say
If I die
If I die
In the German war
I want you to send my body
Send it to my mother, lord
If I get killed
If I get killed
Please don't bury my soul
Just leave me out, let the buzzards eat me whole
When you see me comin'
Look 'cross the rich man's field
If I don't bring you flour I'll bring you bolted meal
I went to the depot
I looked up at the stars
Cried, some train don't come, there'll be some walkin' done
My momma she told me
Just before she died
Lord, precious daughter, don't you be so wild
The Mississippi river
You know it's deep and wide
But I can stand right here, see my babe from the other side
What you to do me baby
Never gets out of me
I may not see you after I cross the deep blue sea
What you to do
What you to do
It never gets out of me
I may not see you after I cross the deep blue sea



Credits
Writer(s): Geeshie Wiley
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