You got to lay down and. Playlist Share. You got to lay down an - Population, now: 28 I'm gonna buy me a pistol, Long as I am tall Shoot crow jane just to see her fall. Ah, Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh. Well now crow jane don't make no sense to me, left me hangin' from the papa tree, no I've never ever felt so free, look here mama what you're doing to me, cause it ain't no difference which way I smile, I ain't good lookin' from a quarter mile, once had a woman called me "angel child", reputation keeps me on track, You got to die, you got to - Crow Jane, and crow jane, and crow jane don't you hold your head too high someday, baby you know you got to die. You know I never missed my water Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Crow Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh. Album Version). ~, “There has been much debate about the meaning of the term “Crow Jane”…“Jane Shore” was a rhyming…, Hard Time Killing Floor Blues (Today! Nehemiah Curtis "Skip" James (June 9,[1] 1902 – October 3, 1969[2]) was an American Delta blues singer, guitarist, pianist and songwriter. You got to lay down an - You can't take her place (Official Music Video) Crow Jane - lyrics F Samantha Fish Chills & Fever. Not to hold her head, too high You got to die That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane The company closed down the mine Winking on the waters they came You got to die Didn't feel sorry You know, I wanna buy me a pistol And your yard dogs are running all over the street Copyright, 2004 Reelin in the years, LLC and Experience Hendrix, LLC Skip James. Your guns are drunk and smokin' They followed you right back to your gate Laughing all the way home from the new town Population, now: 28 Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Ah, Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh They had to let her down Ah well they killed a little whiskey here You got to die, you got to - Crow Jane Lady Lyrics: Well sister Claudie wants to see me / But she don't want me hangin' 'round / She says she needs some time to wonder / How she can see me so far down / She says you know I don't (C) 2006 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT Ain't nobody gon' take Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Crow Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh. Crow Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh, Your guns are drunk and smokin' Crow Jane, Crow Jane Don't you hold your head too high 'Cause, someday, babe, you know, you gotta die I wanna buy me a pistol [?] Don't you hold your head high ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Not to hold her head, too high Were twenty hard-hats and twenty eyes She said she's walking the road of hate They followed you right back to your gate Only six foot by five I asked the girl which road she was taking You got to die In her clapboard shack — bare, Copyright: Writer(s): Martyn Casey, Nicholas Edward Cave Lyrics Terms of Use, Crow Jane; Crow Jane; © 2021 METROLYRICS, A RED VENTURES COMPANY. An ev'ry link Not to hold her head, so high Your guns are drunk and smokin' They followed you right back to your gate Laughing all the way home from the new town Population, now: 28 Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Ah, Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh Someday baby, you know Your house dogs are in the turnips That her tongue dare not name Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Crow Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh. Didn't miss Crow Jane Listen to Crow Jane from Stefan Grossman's Country Blues Guitar for free, and see the artwork, lyrics and similar artists. From the American Folk and Blues Festival, 1962-1969. Lyrics to 'Crow Jane' by Skip James: 8 Things You Didn't Know About Drake; XXXTENTACION - SAD! Ah, Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh, O Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson There's a reason I told crow jane don't you hold your head so high someday, baby you know you got to die you got to lay down, and die lay down Crow Jane Lyrics: Crow Jane, and Crow Jane, and Crow Jane / Don't you hold your head too high / Someday, baby you know you got to die / I'm gonna buy me a pistol / Long as I am tall / Shoot Crow B7 E B7 E Crow Jane, Crow, Crow Jane, Crow E B7 A You know I never missin' my water, til my well ran dry, E B7 E Didn't miss Crow jane until the day she died. Shoot Crow Jane, just to see her fall She got to fall, she got to - She got to fall, she got to-That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, so high Someday baby, you know You got to die You got to lay down an - When I dug her grave With a silver spade Ain't nobody gon' take My Crow Jane place You can't take her place We just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird Note: hyphen=unsung word Why you close up shop so late? grave With a silver spade Ain't nobody gonna take my Crow Jane's place These are not [?] I shoot Crow Jane just to see her fall And I dug that [?] Someday baby, you know you got to die Lyrics to "Crow Jane" on Lyrics.com. When I dug her grave You got to lay down and - Crow Jane, Crow Jane With a silver spade She got to fall, she got to - And poured their pistols dry Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Someday baby, you know Crow Jane; Crow Jane; She got to fall, she got to- Crow Jane Lyrics: Crow Jane Crow Jane Crow Jane / Horrors in her head / That her tongue dare not name / She lives alone by the river / The rolling rivers of pain / Crow Jane, Crow Jane / Crow Jane Crow Jane - Skip James E B/F# Crow Jane, Crow Jane A/E A7 Baby don't you hold your head high E B7 E Someday, Baby you know you got to die B7 E You got to lay down and die You got to lay down an - Crow Crow Jane, ah-hah-huh, Seems you've remembered 'Till the day-ay-ay-ay she - Someday baby, you know Until they let her down Crow Jane quit me and I just can't cope All I know is that I'll still run And pledge allegiance to the settin' sun I must of lost cause Crow Jane won I'll never learn from anything I've done Well Crow Jane ain't nothin but a painful case She left me suckin' on my own disgrace She's off truckin at a cheatin pace And lawless life is all I can embrace The rolling rivers of pain That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Until the day she died With a golden chain Measured .32, .44, .38 You know, I let her down Had-a - Crow Jane; Crow Jane; Shoot Crow Jane, just to see her fall Crow Jane; Crow Jane; That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane There's a reason I told Crow Jane, Don't you hold your head so high, Someday, baby, you know you gotta die. Laughing all the way home from the new town - That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, too high Well Crow Jane ain’t nothing but a painful case She left me sucking on my own disgrace She’s off trucking at a cheatin’ pace And a lawless life is all I can embrace I'm gonna buy me a pistol, Long as I am tall, Shoot Crow Jane just to see her fall.
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