Going where the chilly winds don't blow, honey baby Going where the chilly winds don't blow I'm going to my long lonesome home
Who'll haul your cotton when I'm gone, honey baby Who'll haul your cotton when I'm gone When I'm gone to my long lonesome home
Way down in jail on my knees, honey baby Way down in jail on my knees They feed me on ah corn bread and beans
Make me a pallet on your floor, honey baby Make me a pallet on your floor. I'm going to my long lonesome home
Going where the chilly winds don't blow, honey baby Going where the chilly winds don't blow I'm going to my long lonesome homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
