trouble had to roam I left my gal an' left my home I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darling's heart I
don't mind dying but I hate to leave my children crying There's a black smoke rising, Lord It's rising up above my head, up above my head It's rising
While Emmett's body floats the foam of a Jim Crow southern sea. If you can't speak out against this kind of thing, a crime that's so unjust, Your eyes
: Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby please don't go When the man done gone
grave. Well, I'm lookin' down at two card, They seem to be handmade. Well, I'm lookin' down at two card, They seem to be handmade. One looks like it's
to you right, but you might think it's wrong. Just a little glimpse of a story I'll tell "Bout an East Coast city that you all know well. It's hard times
Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby please don't go When the man done gone
I don't mind dying but I hate to leave my children crying There's a black smoke rising, Lord It's rising up above my head, up above my head It's rising
my grave. Well, I'm lookin' down at two card, They seem to be handmade. Well, I'm lookin' down at two card, They seem to be handmade. One looks like it's
it to you right, but you might think it's wrong. Just a little glimpse of a story I'll tell "Bout an East Coast city that you all know well. It's hard
