Levee Camp Moan (1965)

You know I had a job on the levee

I had a good looking woman who lived in Hughes

I had a job on the levee

I had a good looking woman she lived in Hughes

You know that pretty little thing

She kept me with the government fleet blues

You know on every pay day

She'd be standing 'round the landing crying

On every pay day

She'd be standing 'round the landing crying

She be saying why don't that big boat hurry and

Bring home that man of mine?

You know on every pay day

She could, she could hear the big boat whistle blow

Well on every pay day

She could hear the big boat whistle blow

But when I done not get the check

She told me she couldn't use me no more

But I said that's all right big girl

Honey, that's all right for you

Yeah - hooooo - little girl that's all right for you

I say you treat me low down and dirty

See, baby, that's the way you's do

I packed up all my clothes

Left her settin' in the back door crying

Aye yeah I left her settin' in the back door crying

You know that done run the poor girl crazy

I believe she gonna lose her mind

You know don't come here honey

Throwing up your doggone hands

Don't come here baby

I said throwing up your doggone hands

You know I, I been your dog

Ever since that I been your man

But I said baby when you get lonesome

Set right down and write to me

Yeah -- yeah -- set right down you can write to me

You know I can read your little writing baby

Don't care where in this world I'll be

You know love . . . make you do things you don't want to do

You know love . . . make you do things you don't want to do

You know from love sometime

Will leave you feeling so sad and so blue

Oh, Listen here honey

Think about poor me some time

Yeah -- hooooo -- think about poor me some time

You know I feel so bad

When you roll across my mind

You know if you never no more see me

You'll forever be on my mind

If I never no more see you

Yeah, you'll forever be on my mind

You know every time I think about you honey

I just can't keep from crying

Oh it's so hard

To love when they don't love you

Ah, yeah -- yeah, when they don't love you

You can't do nothing baby when they do not want you

But I tell 'em look it here, baby

Your little trouble is coming home some day

Yeah just like I tell you

Your little trouble is coming home some day

I said you gonna be sorry

That you treated poor me this way