Skip James - Special Rider Blues lyrics

I ain't got no, special rider here I ain't got no, no special rider here I ain't got nobody To love and feel my care (guitar) I woke up this mo'nin Looked at spec-special risin' sun I woke up this mo'nin I looked at special risin' sun Now, I pray up to the good Lord That my special rider, she would come (guitar) I got up off-a my pallet I laid down 'cross my bed I got up off my pallet An I laid down across my bed When I went to eat my break'qast An the blues was all in my bread (guitar) You know, I got a letter How do you reck'in it read? I got a letter An how do you reck'in it read? You better hur' up an come home Because yo' special rider, she's dead That's the reason I ain't Got no special rider Rider, here That's the reason I ain't Got no special rider, here Now, I ain't got nobody To love and feel my care. (guitar to end) ~