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Screamin' and Hollerin' the Blues

Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below

Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below

I ever get back home, I won't be back no more

Oh, my mama's gettin' old, her head is turnin' gray

My mama's getting old, her head is turnin' gray

Don't you know it'll break her heart

Know, my livin' this-a way?

Ever woke up in the mornin', jinx all around your bed?

Ever woke up in the mornin', jinx all around your bed?

Children, I know how it is, baby

Turned my face to the wall and I didn't have a word to say

No use a-hollerin', no use a-screamin' and cryin'

No use a-hollerin', no use a-screamin' and cryin'For you know you got a home, mama, long as I got mine

Hey, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul

Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul

You know I wouldn't mistreat you

I wouldn't mistreat you, baby, for my weight in gold

Oh, goin' away, baby, don't you wanna go?

I'm goin' away, mama, don't you wanna go?

I know you wanna go, baby

Take God to tell when I'll be back here anymore

Songwriters

PATTON, CHARLEYPublished by

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