I Have Got to Go - Sonny Boy Williamson

Now, an I want you to gather 'round boys

We’ve all got to go, now

I want you to gather 'round boys

We all-of got to go

Now, th’ain’t no use to you worryin'

You won’t feel safe no mo'

Now, you got to wear a uniform

Man you got to be in style

Now, you got to wear Uncle Sam’s uniform

So you can be in style

Now, you got to walk straight 'n tote a rifle

Uncle Sam wanna use you a while

'Take it away again, Charlie'

Well, now here comes man

Man re’dy-a climb on a high plane

Now an here come the man, now

Man ready-a climb on a high plane

'Well, now you got to walk straight down there, boy

'Picks up yo' feets don’t let 'em drags!'

Now ain’t no use to smilin' at me

Man, it ain’t no use to shake my hand

No it ain’t no use in smilin' at me

Man, ain’t no use to shake my hand

Now, I ain’t gonna walk wit' you this time

I’ve got to fly one-a-them bomber planes