Big Bill Blues

Lord, my hair's a rising

My flesh begins to crawl

Aw, my hair's a rising

My flesh begin to crawl

I had a dream last night, baby

Another mule in my doggone stallNow there's some people said

The Big Bill blues ain't bad

Now some people said

The Big Bill blues ain't bad

Lord, it must not have been them

Big Bill blues they hadLord, I wonder what's the matter

Papa Bill can't get no mail

Lord, wonder what's the matter now

Papa Bill can't get no mail

Lord, the post office must be on fire

The mailman must undoubtedly be in jailI can't be a wagon

Since you ain't gonna be a mule

Can't be a wagon, mama

Since you ain't gonna be a mule

I ain't gonna fix up your black tradition

I ain't gonna be your doggone fool