Snake Mountain Blues Lyrics - Our Mother The Mountain - Townes Van Zandt

Mr. Ten Dollar man 

Let me tell where you're bound 

Drink your green liqour, Lord 

You'll roll to the ground 

But you come around here 

With your money in your hand 

Taste of my woman 

Where you die, where you stand? 

Well, Snake Mountain blues 

They got me down low 

I could die in the morning 

But no one would know 

When my woman come 'round 

My body she'd find 

Go down to Dundee 

Have her a time 

Snake Mountain's gonna crumble, Lord 

And fall from the sky 

'Fore that woman of mine 

Stops tellin' her lies 

If I'd die Lord she'd weep 

She'd weep and she'd mourn 

Soon as I's buried 

Forget I'd been born 

Love of black-skinned woman 

She won't do you no wrong 

Slow to start moanin' 

She don't moan for long 

A yellow-headed woman 

Brings nothin' but pain 

Takes all you give her 

Well, she leaves only shame 

Oh, my Daddy, Lord he rides 

On a long holy train 

First winds of winter 

I'll see him again 

It's farewell to this yellow 

Headed misery I've known 

Snake Mountain's callin' 

Callin' me home 

Well a Snake Mountain blues 

Got me down low 

I could die in the mornin' 

And no one would know 

Oh, my woman come around 

My body she'd find 

Go down to Dundee 

Have her a time