From Four Until Late

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 From Four Till Late - Robert Johnson
 From four until late
 I was wringing my hands and cryin'
 From four until late
 I was wringing my hands and cryin'
 I believe to my soul
 that your daddy's Gulfport bound
 From Memphis to Norfolk
 is a thirty-six hours' ride
 From Memphis to Norfolk
 is a thirty-six hours' ride
 A man is like a prisoner
 and he's never satisfied
 A woman is like a dresser
 some man always ramblin' through
 it's drawers
 A woman is like a dresser
 some man always ramblin' through
 it's drawers
 It cause so many men
 wear an apron over-all
 From four until late
 she get with a no good bunch and clown
 From four until late
 she get with a no good bunch and clown
 Now she won't do nothin'
 but tear a good man's reputation down
 When I leave this town
 I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell
 When I leave this town
 I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell
 And when I return again
 you'll have a great long story to tell
 Lyrics are from third-parties

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Duration
02:25
Tempo
109 BPM

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