River Blues Part 2 by Lowell Fulson Lyrics

Every time I get a-thinkin', oh, about my happy child
Every time I get a-thinkin', oh, about my happy child
You know I can't do nothing, nothing, oh I turn and cry

You know uncle Bert carries a big horse pistol, oh, and I think he's bad
Uncle Bert carries a big horse pistol, oh, and I think he's bad
I'm gonna take it in the morning, oh, it gonna make me mad

He would shoot you with a pistol, he'd hit you with a single tree
He would shoot you with a pistol, he'd hit you with a single tree
You could hear people hollerin' and cryin', saying lord have mercy on me