Well, I thought I heard that pea vine when she blow
Well, I thought I heard that pea vine when she blow
You know it blow just like it ain't gonna blow no moreI'm gonna catch my pony boys, saddle up my black mare, oh, yeah
I'm gonna catch my pony boys; gonna saddle up my black mare
I'm gonna find my baby--she's in the world somewhereI ain't got no money, boys--I can't ride the train
I ain't got no money, boys--I can't ride the train
But I thought I heard this mornin' that pea vine when she blowCarryin' my baby 'way, carryin' my baby 'way
Carryin' my baby 'way, carryin' my baby 'way
Carryin' my baby 'wayYou know it blow just like
Ain't gonna bring my baby back no moreI'm gonna catch my pony, boys
Gonna saddle up my black mare
I'm gonna leave you joggin'
Joggin' on away from here
Songwriters
HOOKER, JOHN LEEPublished by
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