Tim Moore'S Farm (Tom Moore Blues) (1948) - Lighnin' Hopkins, Hopkins

Yeah, you know it ain’t but the one thing, you know

This black man done was wrong

Yeah, you know it ain’t but the one thing, you know

This black man done was wrong

Yes, you know I moved my wife and family down

On Mr. Tim Moore’s farm

Yeah, you know Mr. Tim Moore’s a man

He don’t never stand and grin

He just said, «Keep out of the graveyard, I’ll save you from the pen»

You know, soon in the morning, he’ll give you scrambled eggs

Yes, but he’s liable to call you so soon

You’ll catch a mule by his hind legs

Yes, you know I got a telegram this morning, boy

It read, it say, «Your wife is dead»

I show it to Mr. Moore, he said, «Go ahead, nigger

You know you got to plow old Red»

That white man says, «It's been raining, yes, and I’m way behind

I may let you bury that woman, one of these old dinner times»

I told him, «No, Mr. Moore, somebody’s got to go»

He says, «If you ain’t able to plow, Sam

Stay up there and grab your hoe»