[instrumental] Verse 1 That south wind’s hummin’, through the cotton rows, Can’t tell where I’m headin’, But my bare feet knows. Verse 2 Got a sack on my shoulder, and a hat pulled low, Sky lookin’ heavy, Like it’s fixin’ to snow. Verse 3 Every step I’m takin’, dust rise ‘round my knees, That old road whisper, Like it’s talkin’ to the trees. chorus Met a man named Jasper, sellin’ corn and gin, He said, “Boy, you better keep movin’, Storm’s blowin’ in.” [instrumental 12 bars] Verse 4 Stopped by a juke house, where the lamps burn dim, A lady playin’ slide box, And she sure could sing. Verse 6 She said, “Sit down, stranger, play a tune with me, You look like trouble, But you sound like Tennessee.” [instrumental 12 bars] chorus Now the night wind’s howlin’, stars gone to hide, But I’m still walkin’, Got my heart for my guide. Verse 8 When that sun come risin’, paint the hills in gold, I’ll still be ramblin’, Down that Delta road. [instrumental 12 bars]
