Mance Lipscomb - Silver City lyrics

Well I'm on my way, yes, I'm on my way Lord, I'm on my way, babe, to Silver City now Yes I'm going back to Silver City now Got up this morning, I was feeling blue I woke up this morning, Lord, a-feeling blue I didn't have no one to tell my troubles to You can tell all your high browns that you see but one You can tell all your high browns that you see but one Well I'm going back to Houston to have my washing done Oh the poor girl is cripple but she do go clean Oh the poor girl is cripple but she do go clean And the people all call her Mary Magdalene Tell my baby, tell her this for me If you see my baby, tell her this for me Well I done got lucky found a money tree If I had money like the leaves grows on trees If I had money like the leaves grows on trees Get any woman I want, work when I please Well you hurt my feelings, a little in the wrong Yes you hurt my feelings, a little in the wrong Excuse me, babe, I didn't mean no harm If you see me coming hoist your windows high If you see me coming hoist your windows high Yonder come my daddy and he wants to ride Yes I'm on my way, yes I'm on my way Yes I'm on way back to Silver City now I'm going back to Silver City now Got up this morning, looked down the road Got up this morning, looked down the road Thought about my baby, wonder where did she go