Robert Johnson Lyrics
"From Four Till Late"

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From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin'
From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin'
I believe to my soul, that your daddy's Gulfport-bound

From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride
From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride
A man is like a prisoner and he's never satisfied

A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers
It cause so many men, wear an apron overall

From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown
From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown
Now, she won't do nothin', but tear a good man' reputation down

When I leave this town, I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell
And when I leave this town, I'm gon' bid you fare, farewell
And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell
This song is from the album "Gold Collection", "Complete Recordings", "Up Jumped The Devil", "The Centennial Collection", "From Four Till Late", "Great", "Blues [Song Legends]", "Blues - Early Legends", "Blues Moods Vol. 1", "Treasures From The Blues", "Blues - The Beginning - Stop Breakin' Down Blues", "King Of The Delta Blues Singers, Vol 1" and "King Of The Delta Blues Singers Vol. II".