Ishman Bracey — Brown Mama Blues lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Brown Mama Blues" by Ishman Bracey.
Lyrics
Now, you be my rider and I’ll tell you what I’ll do
Girl, would you be my rider, woman, I’ll tell you what I’ll do
I will rob and steal and I’ll bring it home to you
See the sun went down, now, and left me lonesome here
See the sun went down, mama, and left me so lonesome here
Ah, the sun went down, left me so lonesome here
Take this lonesome place don’t seem like home to me
Mama, this lonesome place don’t seem like home to me
And this lonesome place don’t seem like home to me.
Lord, it’s soon in the mornin' gonna be my leavin' here
Mama, it’s soon in the mornin' gonna be my leavin' here
Lord, it’s soon in the mornin' be my leavin' here