Blind Lemon Jefferson Lyrics - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed

Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin' 

Tap tap tappin' with his cane 

Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin' 

Tap tap tappin' with his cane 

His last ditch lies 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 and bop, they hop and bop, they hop and bop 

Like the tax man come to call 

They go knock knock, knock knock 

Hop and bop, hop and bop, hop and bop 

They slap a death writ on his door 

Here come the judgment train, get on board 

And turn that big black engine home 

Let's roll, let's roll, down the tunnel, the terrible tunnel of his world 

Waitin' at his final station, like a bigger blacker third bird 

Let's roll, 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 moon is a cataract 

Let's roll, roll, yeah, let's roll 

Yeah, let's roll, let's roll