Almost Done Songtext
von The Weavers

Oh-de, oh-de, oh-de
Oh-de, oh-de, oh-de
Oh-de, oh-de, oh-de
Oh-de, oh-de, oh-de

On a Monday I was arrested
On a Tuesday I was locked up in jail
On a Wednesday my trial was tested
On a Thursday nobody to go my bail

Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it's all almost done
Lord, it′s all almost done
And I ain't gonna see those pretty girls no more

Take these stripes, stripes from off my shoulder
Take these chains, chains from around my leg
Well, these stripes, no, they don't worry me
But these chains, these chains are gonna kill me dead


Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it's all almost done
And I ain′t gonna see those pretty girls no more

Well, she whispered, she whispered to her mama
She said, "Mama, I can't see how he stands
′Cause he's only, he′s only sweet sixteen, Lord
But they're driving, they're driving him like a man"

Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it's all almost done
And I ain′t gonna see those pretty girls no more

Well, I know, I know that someday
These gates, these gates are gonna open wide
And we'll be gone, gone from here singing
But the captain, we′re gonna leave him inside

Lord, it's all almost done
Lord, it′s all almost done
Lord, it's all almost done
And I ain't gonna see those pretty girls no more