Big Bill Broonzy - L. C. Blues

Just sittin' here waitin' for a letter
From the woman that I've done wrong
Sittin' here waitin' for a letter
From the woman that I've done wrong

Lord and since I left home baby
Oh Lord gal my bed have been made of stone

Early one morning
The mail-man knocked on my door
Early one morning
Lord the mail-man knocked on my door

And he said now Big Bill here's a letter
Oh Lord boy now your time to go home

I believe I believe
I will take the L. C. back homе
I believe I bеlieve
I will take the L. C. back home

Lord I believe I'll go back to my baby
Oh Lord acknowledge I have done wrong

I thought I heard
That L. C. whistle blow
I thought I heard
Lord that L. C. whistle blow
Lord it put pains in my heart baby
Oh Lord girl it hurt me so

Now don't you cry baby
Big Bill is on his way
Lord don't you cry baby
Big Bill is on his way

Girl I declare if you say everything's alright baby
Oh Lord girl I will come home and stay

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