From Four Until Late
Lyrics
L! 011462802866201 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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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:25
- Tempo
- 109 BPM