Ain't No Blues - Mu

I picked cotton in a 'leven foot sack

'n one place I’ve been I’ll never be again

I made my home on the railroad track

There ain’t no blame if my color is black

Ain’t no use for a gun pickin' cotton

'n why do a 'leven foot sack mean war

Why can’t yuh walk when you want

You ride the rail when yer poor

It’s cause if yer black, they can’t see right thru yuh

But if yer white, you ain’t got yourself you got yer friend

'n if yer free you’re like a babe in the woods

It’s gettin' so there ain’t no babe, ain’t no rabbit

Ther ain’t no friend

There ain’t no blus gonna take my happiness away

If you be pickin' cotton in a 'leven foot sack

'n be in places of which i spoke

'n heard of horse trainin' with a whip and a rope

Then I’d say you’re about to be broke

Cause there ain’t no blues gonna take my happiness away

Yesterday tomorrow or today