Snake Mountain Blues

Mister ten dollar man

Let me tell where you're bound

Drink your green liquor

Lord, you roll to the ground

Well, you come around here

With your money in your hand

Tasting my woman

Well, you die where you stand

Well the Snake Mountain blues

Got me down low

I could die in the morning

Ain't no one would know

Well, my woman she come around

My body she'd find

Go down 'n Dundee

And have her a time

Well, my daddy, Lord, he rides

On a long holy train

The first winds of winter

I see him again

And it's fare well

And it's yellow-headed misery I've known

Snake Mountain's calling, calling me home

Well, the Snake Mountain blues

Got me down low

And I could die in the morning

Ain't no one would know

Well, my woman she come around

My body she'd find

Go down in Dundee

And have her a time

Have her a time