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Death Row Blues - Eric Bibb



     
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You might be a rich man, living high upon the hill,
coming down to China town, just for a thrill.
I might be a prisoner, waitin' on death row.No matter who you are,
when your time has come,
you gotta go.Feeling mighty lonesome, here behind these bars.
Countin' of the days, countin' my scars.
I can't tell the future, but this I know:
When my countin' days are over, I got to go.When you came to the world, they gave yourself a spoon.
I was born in a shotgun shed, on the last day of June.
I'm about to leave this world, my friend, without much to show.
But I'm so glad I got to sing my song, before I go.

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Eric Bibb (b. 1951) is an American blues singer and guitarist, based in London, England, who has made his career largely in Europe. Bibb was born on 16th August 1951 in New York into a musical family. His father, Leon Bibb, is a trained singer who sang in musical theatre and made a name for himself as part of the 1960s New York folk scene. His uncle was the world-famous jazz pianist and composer John Lewis, of the Modern Jazz Quartet. Family friends included Pete Seeger, Odetta, and actor/singer/activist Paul Robeson, Bibb'sgodfather.

Read more about Eric Bibb on Last.fm.


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