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Drive Away Blues - Blind Willie McTell
Written by：Blind Willie McTell
I believe that if I had my sweet woman's heart in my hand
In my hand
I believe that if I had my sweet woman's heart in my hand
In my hand
I believe I could teach her how to treat a real good man
I drink so much whiskey mama I can't hardly talk
Hardly talk sweet mama hardly talk
I drink so much whiskey I can't hardly talk
Hardly talk
Well it's done addled on my brains people I can't hardly walk
How my poor heart weak and wearied baby when you drove me away
Drove me' way sweet mama you drove me away
How my poor heart weak and wearied baby when you drove me away
You will cry for poor boy tell some old rainy day
Going up on a lookout mountain look down to Niagara fall
Niagara fall sweet mama Niagara fall
Going up on a lookout mountain look down to Niagara fall
Niagara fall
Seem like to me I can hear my Atlanta mama call
Hear her call
Don't fret n worry n don't grieve after me
Sweet mama after me
Don't grieve n worry n don't fret after me
After me
Don't you scream and cry cause I'm going back to Tennessee
Aw boy play the drove away blues for me
That's all I know
Can't read and write can't even spell my name
Spell my name I know spell my name
Can't read and write can't even spell my name
You drove me away and you drove my heart insane
But I won't be back no more mama
