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ROLLING TO CAIRO TOWN (ROUSTABOUT SONG) (Dillon Bustin) I'm rolling, flowing, around these hills I must take a rest, but this river never will Rolling, flowing, to Cairo Town Just give me time to lay me down Boat's up the river, she won't come down I believe it in my soul, she is water-bound Back her, slack her, bring her round Give me time to lay me down Come, Rosianna, the boat is lying low On a sandy bar, out in the Ohio Roustabouts are pulling, pulling mighty slow To give me time to lay me down I work these steamboats. a dollar bill a day I buy a dress for Rosianne, drink the rest away Captain, he just told me to call lead line today Lord, I got no time to lay me down All of the rich folks out on the promenade Twirl their parasols, drink their lemonade I got hot steam to drink, I got smokestack for my shade And I got no time to lay me down I load all of this freight by bale and by sack I slow coonjine the plank, I fast coonjine it back A hundred eighty pounds a bale, a hundred ninety pounds a sack Two hundred pounds'd break your back @work @river @Ohio @midwest copyright Moonbow Music filename[ CAIROTON SOF |
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