Peg Leg Howell — Rock and Gravel Blues

Let's go to the river and sit down Honey, let's go to the river and sit down If the blues overtake us, I'll jump overboard and drown It takes rock, it takes gravel to make a solid road It takes rock, it takes gravel to make a solid road It takes a lovin' fair brownie to satisfy my soul I've got a range in my kitchen, mama, cooks so nice and brown I've got a range in my kitchen, cooks so nice and brown I want some loving fairy to turn my damper down Could you tell me, pretty mama, where'd you get your loving from? So you tell me, pretty mama, where'd you get your loving from 'Ain't none of your business, I ain't gonna give you none!' I'm going away, mama, won't be back no more I'm going away, mama, won't be back no more You have mistreat me, you was the cause of it all Come here, sweet mama, sit on your daddy's knee Come here, pretty mama, sit on your daddy's knee And tell your sweet papa, what may your troubles be?