Little Clow And Calf Is Gonna Die Blues - Skip James

Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey…

And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die

I’m a-milk my heifer, milk her in a churn

I’ll milk my heifer, I’ll milk her in a churn

If you see my

Rider, tell her it ain’t a darn thing doin'

I wringed my hands, baby, and I wanted to scream

I wringed my hands, honey, and I wanted to scream

And when I woke up I thought it was all a dream

Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey

Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey…

And every cow and calf, I believe was born to die

Hey hey-hey, I ain’t gonna be here long

Hey hey-hey, pretty mama, I ain’t gonna be here long

That’s the reason why you hear me singin' my old lonesome song

Hey, hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey

Hey hey-hey-hey-hey, hey hey hey hey hey

And every cow’s calf, honey, got to be dyin'

I walked the levee from end to end

I walked the levee, honey, from end to end

I was just tryin' to find, my calf, again

I’m feelin' back to my used-to…

I feel a notion, back to my used-to-be

I have a pretty mama, she don’t care for me