From the recording On The Levee Road

Lyrics

Woman, I must be going. Please fetch my walking cane.
I got to get over to Clebourne County before it starts to rain.
I’ll be traveling on the levee, take my chances as they fall.
Pray there ain’t no Highway Man put me down with a pistol ball.

On the levee road – There’s a storm a’brewing
On the levee road – You better hurry up some
On the levee road – Keep them feets a’moving
Don’t be caught out when the night time come

There’s plenty of bad men out there to bust you up and knock you down.
Left old Otha Turner’s boy lying half dead on the ground.
All he had was a dollar and Otha’s watch and chain.
Don’t seem enough for any good man to be dealt all that pain.

On the levee road – Don’t do no shufflin’
On the levee road – You better move along
On the levee road – Don’t greet no strangers
Look on down – Won’t come no wrong

On the levee road – There’s a outlaw hiding
On the levee road – With bad things in mind
On the levee road – You can meet your maker
Take your leave long before it’s time