Mobile Line — текст песни (Jimmie Dale Gilmore)

Well hey mama now did you ever go down on
Down on the Mobile Line
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout the Mobile Line
Well it`s a road to ride to ease your troublin` mind

Well I got a letter, now this is the way it read
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout the way it read
Said come home baby because your lover is dead

Well I ran out and I hopped out on the road
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout on the road
When I got there she was laying on a coolin` board

Now when I die mama don`t you bury papa at all
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout your papa at all
Just throw my bones down in some alcohol

And when I die mama put my picture in a frame
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout a picture in a frame
Hang it up on the mantle you can see me just the same

And when I die I think I`m gonna stop by France
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout a stop by France
Gonna stop by France just to give all the women a chance

Well hey mama now did you ever go down on
Down on the Mobile Line
Hey lordy mama, mama, hey lordy papa, papa
Holler `bout the Mobile Line
Well it`s a road to ride to ease your troublin` mind

Well it`s a road to ride to ease your troublin` mind