From Eric Sackheim, The Blues Line (Ecco, 1993, pp. 124-25):

LEVEE CAMP MOAN
(Texas Alexander)

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Lord they accused me of murder
                              murder murder
                                           I haven't harmed a man
Lord they accused me of murder
                                           I haven't harmed a man
Ohhhhhhh they accused me of murder and I
                                        haven't harmed a man

Oh they accused me of forgery and I
                                  I can't write my name
Lord they accused me of forgery
                                  I can't write my name

Oh I went all around
                     that whole corral
I couldn't find a mule
                      with his shoulder well
Lord I couldn't find a mule
                      with his shoulder well

Oh I worked old Maude
                         and I worked old Belle
Lord I couldn't find a mule
                            Maggie, with his shoulder well

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
                         Lord that morning bell

Lord she went up the country and
                                 well she's on my mind
Well she went up the country
                            but she's on my mind

Oh if she don't come on the big boat
                                    she better not land
Lord if she don't come on the big boat
                                       big boat
                                                I mean she better not land

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Lord if she don't come on the big boat
                                       I mean she better not land