eric bibb - with a dolla' in my pocket lyrics
granddaddy died young
in the yazoo heat
papa tried his whole life
to make ends meet
my pride couldn’t take it
i cussed the boss, i had to run
with a dolla’ in my pocket
i hit highway 61
i wonder where
gonna lay my head
some hollow log
bound to be my bed
nothin’ but the clothes on my back
but the worries on my mind weigh like a ton
with a dolla’ in my pocket
i hit highway 61
i hear everybody talkin’
’bout chicago
say there’s plenty jobs up there
but the winters mighty cold
rather be freezin’
than hangin’ from the trees in the mississippi sun
with a dolla’ in my pocket
i hit highway 61
i musta lost my mind
couldn’t hold my tongue
them words i shouted
will get a black man hung
can’t take ’em back
i had to run
with a dolla’ in my pocket
i hit highway 61
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