Eric Clapton

Eric Clapton - Four Until Late lyrics

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by Robert Johnson



From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.

From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.

I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound.



From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.

From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.

You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down.



A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.

A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.

She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.



When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.

When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.

And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell.
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