Down There Baby

(Sam Hopkins)

Whoa, it smoke like lightnin'

Yeah, but shine like gold

Don't you hear me talking pretty baby

Smoke like lightnin'

Yeah, but shine like gold

Yeah, you know I see my little fair one

Lying there on a cooling bowl

Yes, I see the hearse one morning

Backed up to our door

Don't you hear me talking?

Soon one morning

Backed up to our door

Well, you know I could see my little baby

Lying there on a cooling bowl

Well, my baby died and left me

Laid her on a cooling bowl

Yes, she died and she left me

They laid her on a cooling bowl

Well, they said, Lightnin'

She's gone and left you now boy

You will never see her smiling face no more

Well, it was sad?

Well, I followed my baby, followed my baby

Down to her burying ground

Well, I followed my baby, followed her

Down to her burying ground

Yeah, it didn't hurt me so bad till I'd seen

Poor miss when they let her down

You know I done lost my little fair one

I guess the next thing will be me

I done lost my little fair one

I guess the next thing will be me

Whoa, I ain't dead, no boys

Po' Lightnin' sinking by degree

By degree