Tollin' Bells - The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

Well

The big bell is tollin'

Trouble

Is heading north

Well

The big bell, it’s tollin'

Trouble

Is heading north

Well, it’s so my baby

And it let me

Here all alone

Well

My head

Is so heavy

When the sun starts sinkin' low

Well

My head

Ain’t so heavy

When the sun starts sinkin' low

It put my soul

On a wonder

Whew, which way did my baby go?

Well

I heard a loud singing

Saw some slow marching

I heard

Deep moaning

And, oh, that was my whole life

And these tears

From my eyes

Keep on

Streamin' down

I keep crying

For my baby

And I know she can’t be found