Cannon's Jug Stompers — Feather Bed

I remember the time just before the war Colored man used to hunt him out chips 'n' straw But now, bless God, old master's dead Colored man plumb fool about feather bed Eee-hee, my gal Nancy Over the road I'm bound to go I went uptown goin' to shriek and howl Think I heard my baby cry Eee-wee-mmm, honey Oh, Lord, I'm bound to go Wee-eee-eee, baby Oh, Lord, I'm bound to go I went downtown, didn't mean no harm Police grab me right by my arm Soon I began to pitch; I began to rear Feel like strollin' in the air Ooo-woo-ooo, baby Over the road I'm bound to go I went downtown, doin' my best Find the boys that stole the vest Went on around 'bout the Court Square Find the boys that done stole the coat Hee-hee-eee, baby Oh Lord, I'm bound to go Now I knew Joe Louis was in the stand Had them law books in his hands I began to pitch, pull out a writ, began to read to me Said, "Nigga, you been stealin' in the first degree" Eee-eee-eee, baby Over the road I'm bound to go Ev' old Britt and Moses Brown Said, "I'm going 'cross Cripple Creek, go into town" Ooo-ooo-ooo, baby Over the road I'm bound to go