Big Joe Williams -
Joe Williams 1935-1945: The Giant of the 9 Strings Guitar (Blues Collection Historic Recordings)
Stack o' dollars
That stack of dollars,
the stack of dollars, high as I am tall, well, sugar
Well, stack of dollars, high as I am tall
If you be my woman, you can have them all
Well, stack of dollars,
stack of dollars, bring my babe back home, well, sugar
The stack of dollars bring my babe back home
Lord, went away this mornin', Lord, but she couldn't stay long
The wind gonna rise and,
the wind gonna rise and blow my blues away, aw, sugar
The wind gon' rise and, and blow my blues away
Oh, stack of dollars, Oh,
stack of dollars, gonna bring my baby back home, oh, sugar
Well, stack of dollars, bring my baby back home
If I had a stack of dollars, Lord, she would not do me wrong
I got up this mornin',
I got up this mornin', I looked 'way down the road, oh, sugar
I got up this mornin', I thought I'd look 'way down the road
Yes, my good gal, she done quit me, I hate to see this last one go
It take a brownskin woman satisfy my wicked soul
Well, stack of dollars, well,
stack of dollars, take me where I'm gwine, oh, sugar
Well, stack of dollars take me where I'm goin'
And the woman I'm lovin', she don't pay me no mind
the stack of dollars, high as I am tall, well, sugar
Well, stack of dollars, high as I am tall
If you be my woman, you can have them all
Well, stack of dollars,
stack of dollars, bring my babe back home, well, sugar
The stack of dollars bring my babe back home
Lord, went away this mornin', Lord, but she couldn't stay long
The wind gonna rise and,
the wind gonna rise and blow my blues away, aw, sugar
The wind gon' rise and, and blow my blues away
Oh, stack of dollars, Oh,
stack of dollars, gonna bring my baby back home, oh, sugar
Well, stack of dollars, bring my baby back home
If I had a stack of dollars, Lord, she would not do me wrong
I got up this mornin',
I got up this mornin', I looked 'way down the road, oh, sugar
I got up this mornin', I thought I'd look 'way down the road
Yes, my good gal, she done quit me, I hate to see this last one go
It take a brownskin woman satisfy my wicked soul
Well, stack of dollars, well,
stack of dollars, take me where I'm gwine, oh, sugar
Well, stack of dollars take me where I'm goin'
And the woman I'm lovin', she don't pay me no mind
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Writer(s): John Adam Estes
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