Goin' Down South - Seasick Steve

I’m going with you babe, I’m going with you babe

I’m going with you babe, I’m going with you babe

I’m going with you babe, I don’t care where you go

I’m going down south, I’m going down south

I’m going down south, I’m going down south

I’m going down south, where the chilly wind don’t blow

Some black man, some black man

Some black man, some black man

Some black man, always hanging round

I’d rather be dead, I’d be rather dead

I’d rather be dead, I’d be rather dead

I’d be rather dead, six feet in the ground

Going, going

Going, going

I’m going with you babe, I’m going with you babe

I’m going with you babe, I’m going with you babe

I’m going with you babe, I don’t care where you go