Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hobo Blues, artist - John Lee "Sonny Boy" Williamson. Date of issue: 17.04.2012
Song language: English
Hobo Blues |
| Hobo Blues 3:22 Trk 24 |
| (James Rachell) |
| Yank Rachel — vocal & guitar |
| Sonny Boy (John Lee) Williamson I — harmonica |
| W. Mitchell — bass cano or im strng bass |
| Washboard Sam — wshbrd |
| Recorded Studio C, Chicago, IL. |
| Apr. 3, 1941 |
| Original issue Bluebird 8768/BS-064 104−1 |
| Album: Bluebird Vol. |
| 3 'That's Chicago’s South Side' |
| BMG Music 63 988−2 |
| (harmonica) |
| 'Gonna leave my baby this mo’nin' |
| Lordy, saw that I would be hobo |
| Lord, I hobo a long, long way from home |
| Lordy, saw that I would be hobo |
| You know I hobo a long, long way from home |
| You know, ev’rytime I get a-thinkin' about my baby |
| Man, I couldn’t do nothin' |
| But hang my head an moan |
| Baby, an ev’rytime I decide to hobo |
| I take the jungle to be my home |
| Ev’rytime I would 'cide to hobo |
| Lord, take the jungle to be my home |
| Now, you know I’m 'on do just like a Prod’gal Son |
| I’m goin' back home an' acknowlege I done wrong |
| 'I don’t need you no mo', baby' |
| That mo’nin 'bout half past fo' |
| Lord, that ol' freight train begin to reel an rock |
| Dawn, that mo’nin 'bout half past fo' |
| Man that ol freight train begin to reel an rock |
| 'Lord have mercy' |
| S.B. |
| ('Oh, how it hurted my head') |
| You know I went to the door I looked out |
| 'Sonny, I didn’t know what this all about' |
| 'Now boy, let’s tell ya' |
| 'Take it on down there for me' |
| (harmonica & guitar) |
| 'Washboard Sam, I ain’t struttin' you' |
| 'Bet you 'guys wup that can' to death' |
| Lord, the lightnin' it was flashin' |
| Boy, the dark cloud risin' in the east |
| S.B. |
| 'Oh yeah, glad ya stay here a little while, you know' |
| 'Yes my Lord, listen Sonny' |
| Lord, the lightnin' it was flashin' |
| A dark cloud was risin' in the east |
| S.B. |
| ('You know, I don’t feel good!') |
| Lord, then I hung my head an I cried |
| 'Lord, what in the world’s gon' become a-me?' |
| Lord, back home with my baby |
| Go on just a-happy as I can be |
| Girl, I’m back home with my baby |
| I’m just a-happy as I can be |
| But the next time I decide to hobo |
| I’m 'on have my woman right beside a-me |