Jim Lee Blues, Pt. 1

Went away up the river some forty mile or more

I think I heard that big Jim Lee whistle blow

She blow so lonesome, like she wasn't gonna blow no more

It blowed just like my baby gettin' on board

I'm a poor old boy an' a long way from home

And you causin' me to leave my plumb good home

My Mama she is dead and my father well could be

I ain't got nobody to feel and care for me

If you don't want me just give me your hand

And I'll get a woman quick as you can get a man

I've got a kid on the wheeler and a brown down in town

Got a plumb good man bringing down these gals of mine

I laid my head in a steamer woman's arms

And she laid her nappy head in mine

When I got arrested, what do you reckon was my fine?

Says they give all coons eleven twenty-nine

It was moonshine, don't pay me no mind

'Cause I did not let no coons have mine

Well the big Jim Lee keep a-backing up and down

Keep standin' by the shore, man, if you're water bound