| Early in the mornin' it was drizzling rain
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| 'round the curve come a passenger train
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| Under the wheel was KC Jones, a mighty man dead and gone
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| A mighty man dead and gone
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| Some folks say mister KC couldn’t run
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| Lemme tell you what KC done
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| Left out of Memphis, quarter-to-nine
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| New York City dinner time
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| KC was walkin' down Nelson lane
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| Two Policeman lookin' to learn his name
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| Carry poor KC to the stationhouse
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| Natural born rounder but they turn him out
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| On the road again
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| Natural born Eastman on the road again
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| The reason I say I’m on the road again
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| The police arrest me for sellin' gin
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| Sold my gin and I sold it straight
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| The police brought me to my woman’s gate
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| She opened the door, she nodded her head
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| She said, «Furry, you’re welcome to my foldin' bed»
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| KC welcome to my foldin' bed
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| KC told the farmer just before he died
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| There’s one more road he’d like to ride
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| The farmer asked KC, «which road is he?»
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| The Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe
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| If you want to get to heaven when you D-I-E
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| Better put on a collar and your T-I-E
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| Wanna chase a rabbit out a L-O-G
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| You better raise a commotion like a D-O-G
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| Come on you men if you want to flirt
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| Yonder come a woman in a miniskirt
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| She got a half yard o' ribbon wrapped around her leg
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| Step like she steppin' on scrambled egg
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| I’m leavin' Memphis, spread the news
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| Memphis women don’t wear no shoes
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| Got my name written on the back of my shirt
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| Natural born Eastmen don’t have to work
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| Early in the mornin' it was drizzling rain
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| 'round the curve come a passenger train
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| Under the wheel was old hobo John
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| He was a good hobo but he’s dead and gone
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| Another great man dead and gone |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kc Jones, artist - North Mississippi All Stars. Album song The Early Years, in the genre Блюз