Goin' Where the Monon Crosses the Yellow Dog Songtext
von Scrapper Blackwell

Girl, I′m goin' where the Monon crosses the Yellow Dog
Lord, I′m goin' where the Monon crosses the Yellow Dog
Lord, they treat me like a possum, I would be out in the log

Lord, you be good to me, and I'll sure be good to you
Lord, be good to me, and I′ll sure be good to you
Girl, that′s the kind of way, I caused you want to do


I laid last night a-sleepin', Lord, a-thinkin′ to myself
I laid last night a-thinkin', oh my God, a-thinkin′ to myself
Lord, if you wanted someone, I guess you wanted someone else

Oh, I know what's the matter now

What′s the matter with you, child? You cryin' every day
What's the matter with you, child? You cryin′ every day
Lord, that′s all right, I'll hold your head wherever you lay

I cooked your breakfast, I brought it to your little bed
Lord, I cooked your breakfast, Lord, I brought it to your bed
I was a man enough to hold your little old achin′ head