Levee Camp Moan Blues Lyrics

Lord they accused me of murder I haven't harmed a man
Oh they accused me of forgery I can't write my name

Oh I went all around that whole corral
Lord I couldn't find a mule with his shoulder well

Oh I worked old Maude and I worked old Belle Lord I couldn't find a mule Maggie with his shoulder well

Mmm mmm
Mmm Lord that morning bell

Lord she went up the country and but she's on my mind
Oh if she don't come on the big boat she better not land

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