Moon Goin' Down

Patton Charley 5 0 153 0
Oh well, where were you now, baby, Clarksdale mill burned down. Oh well, where were you now, baby, Clarksdale mill burned down. I were way down Sunflower, With my face all fulla frowns. Lord, I think I heard the Helena whistle, Helena whistle, Helena whistle blow. Lord, I ain't gonna stop walkin' Till I get in my rider's door

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