Some of these days you're gonna miss me honey. Some of these days you're gonna be so lonely. You'll miss my hugging miss my kissing too. You'll be so sorry when I'm away from you.
The song was originally done by Delta Bluesman Charley Patton. Not sure if JB used them exactly, but I found two versions. Have at it . . .. . High Water Everywhere Part I.
Some of these days. You're gonna miss me honey. Some of these days. You're gonna feel so lonely. You'll miss my huggin. You'll miss my kisses. You're gonna miss me honey.
Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. I'm gonna find a rider, baby, in the world somewhere. . "Hello central, the matter with your line?".
Lord, I'm discouraged. The circles have sucked in her eyes. Lord, I'm discouraged. Her new friends have shadowed her life. Lord, I'm discouraged. She ain't come out dancing for some time.
Just look. Just look what the Lord has done. Lord I know. Lord I know I'm coming home. . It was one morning, when (the cat come?) in the room. . Oh hush.
Baby saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. I'm gonna find a rider, baby, in the world somewhere. . Hello central, what's the matter with your line?.
Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below. Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below. I ever get back home, I won't be back no more. Oh, my mama's gettin' old, her head is turnin' gray.
I've got to find a way to see you. But you're avoiding me I really don't know why, yeah. So many people say I'm handsome. I'm so confused that you won't see me all the time, yeah.
I've got to find a way to see you. But you're avoiding me I really don't know why, yeah. So many people say I'm handsome. I'm so confused that you won't see me all the time, yeah.
He sees a little boweevil. Sees him movin' in the, Lordie, yeah. Well, you can plant your cotton. But you won't get a half a bale, mama, yeah. . Boweevil, boweevil.
Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look out. (Aw, sure, if it ain't Purvis). Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look out.
Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. I'm gonna find a rider, baby, in the world somewhere. . "Hello central, the matter with your line?".
It won't be long yeah, yeah, yeah. It won't be long yeah, yeah, yeah. It won't be long yeah, till I belong to you. . Every night when everybody has fun.
Get in trouble at Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin'. And cryin'. Get in trouble in Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin'. And cryin'. Mr. Will will take you, back to Belzoni jailhouse flyin'.
I see a river rollin' like a log. I wade up Green River, rollin' like a log. I wade up Green River, Lord, rollin' like a log. . Think I heard the Marion whistle blow.
I'm goin' away, to a world unknown. I'm goin' away, to a world unknown. I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long. My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid.
(spoken: I'm about to go to jail about this spoonful). . In all a spoon', 'bout that spoon'. The women goin' crazy, every day in their life 'bout. a....
I ain't gonna tell nobody, '34 have done for me. I ain't gonna tell nobody what, '34 have done for me. Took my roller(1), I was broke as I could be. .
Some of these days. You're gonna miss me, baby. Some of these days. You're gonna feel you're so lonely. . You'll miss my huggin'. You're gonna miss my kissin'.