Lyrics I'm Going Down That Gravel - Fred McDowell, Miles Pratcher, Fanny Davis

I'm Going Down That Gravel

I’m goin' down that river
I’m goin'-a take that right hand road
I’m goin' down the river
I’m goin-a take that right hand road
Lord, I ain’t gon' stop walkin'
'Till I get in sweet mama’s arms
Lord, the girl I’m lovin'
She got that great long curly hair
Lord, the girl I’m lovin'
Got the great long curly hair
Lord, her mama an her papa, Lord
Sure don’t allow me there
Lord, allow me, sure, don’t allow me Sure, don’t allow me, sure, don’t allow me Sure, don’t allow, allow me there
Lord, Lord, sho' don’t allow, 'llow me there
Sun rose this mornin', baby
Lord, I was layin' down on my flo'
Lord, the sun rose this mornin'
I was layin' down on my flo'
Lord, no woman to love me Baby, even no place to go Lord, nobody, love me, baby
Lord, no place, place to go Lord, even no, place to go Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lord
Lord, I’m goin' away, baby
Don’t you wanna go?
I’m goin' away, baby
Mama, don’t you wanna go?
Lord, I’m goin' somewhere
I ain’t never been before
Oh, Lord, I Lord, I’m goin', goin' somewhere
I ain’t never, been befor, Lord, Lord