Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down the Dirty Road, artist - Charlie Patton. Date of issue: 23.08.2011
Song language: English
Down the Dirty Road |
| Version 1 |
| I’m goin' away, to a world unknown |
| I’m goin' away, to a world unknown |
| I’m worried now, but I won’t be worried long |
| My rider got somethin', she’s tryin’a keep it hid |
| My rider got somethin', she’s tryin’a keep it hid |
| Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' with |
| I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere |
| I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere |
| I been to the Nation1, oh Lord, but I couldn’t stay there |
| Some people say them oversea blues ain’t bad |
| (spoken: Why, of course they are) |
| Some people say them oversea blues ain’t bad |
| (spoken: What was a-matter with 'em?!) |
| It must not a-been them oversea blues I had |
| Every day seem like murder here |
| (spoken: My God, I’m no sheriff) |
| Every day seem like murder here |
| I’m gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don’t bid my care |
| Can’t go down any dirt road by myself |
| Can’t go down any dirt road by myself |
| (spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?) |
| I don’t carry my2, gonna carry me someone else |
| Version 2 |
| I’m goin' away, to a world unknown |
| I’m goin' away, to a world unknown |
| I’m worried now, but I won’t be worried long |
| Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid |
| Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid |
| Ah, Lord, I got some, hmm, finer love somewhere |
| I feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere |
| I feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere |
| I’m glad, but I’m leavin', Lord, but I couldn’t stay there |
| Some people say them overseas blues ain’t bad |
| (spoken: Why, of course they are) |
| Some people say them overseas blues ain’t bad |
| (spoken: What was the matter with 'em?) |
| It must not been them overseas blues I had |
| Everyday seems like murder here |
| (spoken: My Lord, of course they are) |
| Everyday seems like murder here |
| I’m gone leave tomorrow, I know you don’t a bit more care |
| I can’t go down a dark road by myself |
| I can’t go down a dark road by myself |
| (spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?) |
| I don’t carry my heart, gonna carry me someone’s else |