(Traditional) Down in the valley, valley so low Hang your head over, hear the wind blow Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow Hang your head over
No one now knows too much about these woods, They got lost, they wouldn't know where to go. Tribe's been gone a long time, small farmers got blowed out
(Traditional) Down in the valley, valley so low Hang your head over, hear the wind blow Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow Hang your head
(Robert Johnson) I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind-hearted woman, Do anything in this world for me. These evil
(Robert Johnson) It's the last fair deal goin' down, Last fair deal goin' down It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord, On that Gulfport Island
My love and I we're always talkin' Even though she reads my mind When you ain't too busy lookin' It's just amazing what you'll find The sock that was
(Reverend Gary Davis) Oh, what a beautiful city Oh, what a beautiful city Oh, what a beautiful city Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah And it's oh
down real low You can make your heart so tired If you keep asking why Should I try Or just let go. And the sun keeps coming up and going down The world
side had a strawberry farm. It's a Beautiful thing, a beautiful occupation.... a strawberry farm. We Always used to try to go down there at just the right
There's a girl standing on a red mud road Looking up at Legel's Hill She has never been much farther than that But she knows someday she will Hillbilly
Like a dog, like a dog, I've sat by your door, Hoping for any scraps you might throw. And I whine sometimes 'cause I need your love. And I have loved
And there's more lightnin' bugs than stars in the sky. Ah, you get the feelin' things may be alright, On a summer evenin' before the dark of night. Walked down
