Win My Train Fare Home (live in Timbuktu) (feat. Justin Adams)
If I ever get lucky, Momma
Win my train fare home
If I ever get lucky, babe
Win my train fare home
I'm goin' back to the border
Where I'm better known
Hey, oh, your calf is hungry, Momma
Hey baby, I believe he needs a suck
Oh, your calf is hungry, babe
Momma, I believe he needs a suck
Oh, your milk, it's turning blue
I believe he's out of luck
Hey yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh, mmm
You know, you got me crawlin' out
And the grass grows very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby
Until the day I die
Crawl up to your window and
Crawl up to your door
And crawl anywhere you want now, babe
I'm gon' crawl across your floor
Oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh yeah, oh
Well, that's all right, Momma
Baby, that's all right for you
Oh that's all right, babe
Oh Momma, that's all right for you
Keepin' low down dirty
Any old way you do
Well well well well, oh
You know you got me crawlin' now, baby
And the grass grows very high
I'm just gon' keep on crawlin' now, baby
Until the day I die
Wanna crawl into your window
Wanna crawl into your door
Wanna crawl anyway you want now, baby
Gonna crawl across your floor
Crawl across your floor
Win my train fare home
If I ever get lucky, babe
Win my train fare home
I'm goin' back to the border
Where I'm better known
Hey, oh, your calf is hungry, Momma
Hey baby, I believe he needs a suck
Oh, your calf is hungry, babe
Momma, I believe he needs a suck
Oh, your milk, it's turning blue
I believe he's out of luck
Hey yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh, mmm
You know, you got me crawlin' out
And the grass grows very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby
Until the day I die
Crawl up to your window and
Crawl up to your door
And crawl anywhere you want now, babe
I'm gon' crawl across your floor
Oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh yeah, oh
Well, that's all right, Momma
Baby, that's all right for you
Oh that's all right, babe
Oh Momma, that's all right for you
Keepin' low down dirty
Any old way you do
Well well well well, oh
You know you got me crawlin' now, baby
And the grass grows very high
I'm just gon' keep on crawlin' now, baby
Until the day I die
Wanna crawl into your window
Wanna crawl into your door
Wanna crawl anyway you want now, baby
Gonna crawl across your floor
Crawl across your floor
Credits
Writer(s): Porl Thompson, John Lee Hooker, John Malvern Baggott, Stephen Charles Jones, Justin Adams, Clive Deamer, Arthur Crudup, R. A. Plant, Robert Leroy Johnson
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