Four Until Late — текст песни (Eric Clapton)

By robert johnson



From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.

From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.

I believe to my soul that your daddys gulfport bound.



From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.

From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.

You know she wont do nothing but tear a good mans reputation down.



A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.

A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.

She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.



When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.

When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.

And when I return again, youll have a great long story to tell.