Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lift My Jug [Song For Hub Cale], artist - William Elliott Whitmore.
Date of issue: 12.07.2011
Song language: English
Lift My Jug [Song For Hub Cale] |
Well I don’t care about my sorrows |
And I don’t care about my woes |
I put my knees down in the sand |
Down where that river flows |
I put my hands in the water |
Look for my elbows in the cold |
I let it wash my dirty face |
Let it clense my troubled soul |
Well, my name is Hub Cale |
And my home is whereever I lay |
And I was born to ride the rails |
Ride the rail til judgement day |
My face is wrinkled and weary |
As rough as railroad tie |
And when that train come rumblin' through this town |
I lift my jug to the sky |
Oh lord |
Well, I lift my jug to the sky |
And when that number 9 come rollin' by |
I lift my jug to the sky |
For I was an engineer |
I made my livin' shovelin' coal |
Paid my dues for 12 long years |
Then one day they let me go |
And that time it sure was rough |
And the labor sure took its toil |
For my lungs are as black |
As the feathers of the crow |
Now I lay underneath the trestle |
With my jug of homemade rye |
And when that train come rumblin' through this town |
I lift it up to the sky |