Mississippi Fred McDowell - You Gonna Be Sorry Lyrics
Lord, you gon' be sorryEver done me wrongGon' be sorryLord, ya ever done me wrongwoman unk: 'Tell it with excitement'Gon' be too late, babyLord, an' I'll be gone'Fred, pay me!'Lord, don't come a-runnin'Lord, baby, screamin' and cryi-ii-in'Don't come here runnin' backHoney, Lord, screamin' and cryin'Lord, you got a homeYou got a home, babyLord, long as I got(guitar)Me an' my white dog startedBaby, walkin' out in Jackson ParkMe an' my white dog started, honeyWalkin' out in Jackson ParkHere it takes a man's appetite, LordHoney, hear my white dog bark(guitar)You know, I'm goin' to MemphisI'm gon' stop on Easin' streetYou know I'm goin' a-Memphis, babyI'm 'on stop oh on Easin' streetI want some-a you womenI want some-a you women, pleaseShow me to reach here in peaceSo I won't be dodging ev'ryEv'ry long tall man I meetLet me tell you somethin', babyHoney, please don't crowd your mindLet me tell you somethingLord, please don't crowd your mind'I don't Fred'First thing you know, babyYou be goneA pity it t'ain't yo' planLord, I start to holler loudBut I b'leveI b'lieve I will murmur, lowLord, I start to hollerB'lieve I will murmur, low.~
