You Done Told Everybody Trk 8 6:08
Fred McDowell
Mississippi Fred McDowell
Recorded Sept. 25, 1959, Como Mississippi
(previously unreleased)
Fred McDowell - guitar & vocal
Album: Portraits The First Recordings
Rounder CD 1718
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.comFred spoken: 'Singin' to what there'Song:
Lord, you done told ev'rybody
Baby, in your neighborhoodLord, you done told ev'rybody
Baby, in yo' neighborhoodYou done told ev'rybody
In yo' neighborhoodYou was a dirty mistreater
Lord, you didn't mean me no good'Nice trick'I wouldn't hate it so badly
But you broke my diamond ringLord, I wouldn't hate it so bad, babe
But you broke my diamond ringI wouldn't hate it so bad
But you broke, broke my
Diamond ring
Lord, broke my diamond ringLord, I'm goin' to the sargeant
I'm 'onna call the chief policeI'm goin' to the sargeant
I'm 'onna call that chief policeLord, I'm goin' to the sargeant
I'm 'onna call the chief policeLord, my baby done quit me
I can't see no peaceLord my, my baby done quit me
I can't see no peace
No
Lord, Lord
I can't see
I can't see no peaceI looked down the road, baby
Just as fer as I could seeI looked down the road
Just as fer as I could seeLord, a gang a-women
They was hollerin'
Rryin' after meLord, Lord
Hollerin', after
After me
Lord, an holler
After me
Lord, they was hollerin'
Lord, they was hollerin'
Hollerin' after meYes, I knowed
Somethin' goin' on wrong
I know, baby
Somethin' is goin' on wrongI know my baby woke up, Lord
She found her mister's roamThat the reason that so
So many people
Strollin' way
Way from homeReason so many people
Strollin' away
From home
Lord, LordLord, Lord.
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Songwriters
FRED MCDOWELLPublished by
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