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Lyrics for 'Blind Lemon Jefferson' by 'Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds'
Blind Lemon Jefferson Is A-coming
Tap Tap Tappin With His Cane
Blind Lemon Jefferson Is A-coming
Tap Tap Tappin With His Cane
His Last Ditch Lies Down The Road Of Trials
Down The Road Of Trials
Half Filled With Rain
O Sycamore, Sycamore!
Stretch Your Arms Across The Storm
Down Fly Two Greasy Brother-crows
They Hop'n'bop They Hop'n'bop They Hop'n'bop
Like The Tax-man Come To Call
They Go Knock Knock! Knock Knock!
Hop'n'bop Hop'n'bop
They Slap A Death-writ On His Door
Here Come The Judgement Train
Git On Board!
And Turn That Big Black Engine Home
O Let's Roll!
Let's Roll!
Down The Tunnel
The Terrible Tunnel Of His World
Waiting At His Final Station
Like A Bigger Blacker Third Bird
O Let's Roll!
Let's Roll!
O His Road Is Dark And Lonely
He Don't Drive No Cadillac
O His Road Is Dark And Holy
He Don't Drive No Cadillac
If That Sky Serves As His Eyes
Then That Moons A Cataract
Let's Roll!
Yeah Let's Roll!
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