Snake Mountain Blues

Mr ten dollar man Let me tell where you're bound Drink your green liqour, Lord You'll roll to the ground But you come around here With your money in your hand Taste of my woman Well, you die where you stand Snake mountain blues Got me down low I could die in the morning But no one would know When my woman come around My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time Snake mountain gonna crumble And fall from the sky Before that woman of mine Stops tellin' her lies If I'd die, Lord, she'd weep She'd weep and she'd mourn Soon as I's buried Forget I'd been born Love of blackskin woman She won't do you no wrong Slow to start moaning She don't moan for long Yellow headed woman Brings nothing but pain Take all you give her She leaves only shame My daddy, Lord, he rides On a long holy train First winds of winter I see him again In this farewell to this Yellow headed misery I've known Snake mountain's calling Calling me home Snake mountain blues Got me down low I could die in the morning But no one would know When my woman come around My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time --- Snake Mountain Blues - Townes Van Zandt