Sun's gonna shine in my backdoor someday sun's gonna shine in my backdoor someday. Sun's gonna shine in my backdoor someday March wind's gonna blow my blues all away.
Take me back to Tulsa. I'm too young to marry. Take me back to Tulsa. I'm too young to marry. . Now who's that gal with red dress on. Some folks called her Dinah.
I can hear the whistle blowin' I am lonesome as can be. Tonight the rain is saftly fallin' and it's fallin' just for me. Looking back along the road I travel the miles could tell a million tales.
Oh, the builders of this world have no use for me. While they were praising men of this world, I've been on my knees. But someday, I'll be needed there and I'll get my reward.
Now someone took my place with you. Now you tell me we are through. Someone broke my heart in two. When they took my place with you. . Now someone left me here to cry.
I've been here a month or more stuck in this ol' city. Folks that have to call this home, they the ones I pity Lord I'm homesick. and blues are the only tunes I ever seem to pick.
I'm just waitin' for the time to come when all sorrow will be done. Then I'm be goin' home to heaven above. Then I'll shout and sing with the angels up there.
I've been workin' out in the rain. Tied to the dirty old ball and chain. Oh dear mother I'll come home some old day. Some sweet day the'll turn me loose.
Somehow tonight I feel lonely my darling. Somehow tonight I feel blue. Somehow tonight these tears of mine keep falling. Come back sweetheart and be true.
Standin' on the corner with the low down blues. Is a great big hole in the bottom of my shoes. Honey, let me be your Salty Dog. . Let me be your Salty Dog.
You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair. Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere. The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down.
Standin' on the corner with the low down blues. Is a great big hole in the bottom of my shoes. Honey, let me be your Salty Dog. . Let me be your Salty Dog.
Down in the willow garden. There me and my love did meet. While we set a-courtin'. My love fell off to sleep. . I'd bought a bottle of burgundy wine. But my true love did not know.
The fog is rollin' down the river. Dark clouds hangin' mighty low. Well it's a long, long way. From ol' St Louis to the Gulf of Mexico. . Well, I make my home on the Mississippi.
I ain't gonna work on the railroad. I ain't gonna work on the farm. Lay down the shack 'til the mail train comes back. And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms.
I ain't gonna work on the railroad. I ain't gonna work on the farm. Lay down the shack 'til the mail train comes back. And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms.
When it's decoration day up in Heaven. There's a bouquet I'm longing to see. There's a flower somewhere in this bouquet. And means all the world to me.
On the banks of the river,. Bb F. where the willows hang down. F Am C Dm. And the wild birds all warble. Dm F. with a low moaning sound. F Am C Dm. Down in the hollow,.