Parchman Farm Blues Lyrics - Bukka White

Judge give me life this mornin' 

Down on Parchman farm 

Judge give me life this mornin' 

Down on Parchman farm 

I wouldn't hate it so bad 

But I left my wife in mourn 

Oh, goodbye wife 

All you have done gone 

Oh, goodbye wife 

All you have done gone 

But I hope some day 

You will hear my lonesome song 

Oh, listen you men 

I don't mean no harm 

Oh, listen you men 

I don't mean no harm 

If you wanna do good 

You better stay off old Parchman farm 

We got to work in the mornin' 

Just at dawn of day 

We got to work in the mornin' 

Just at dawn of day 

Just at the settin' of the sun 

That's when the work is done