Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson - From Four Till Late lyrics
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From four till late I was wringing my hands and cryin' From four till late I was wringing my hands and cryin' I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty-six hour ride From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty-six hour ride A man's like a prisoner and he's never satisfied A woman is like a dresser Some man is always rambling through its drawers A woman is like a dresser Some man is always rambling through its drawers It's 'cause so many men wear an apron overhaul From four until late She get with a no-good bunch and clown From four until late She get with a no-good bunch and clown Now, she won't do nothin' But tear a good man's reputation down When I leave this town, I'm 'onna bid you fare, farewell When I leave this town, I'm 'onna bid you fare, farewell And when I return again You'll have a great long story to tell