Four Until Late Lyrics

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By robert johnsonFrom four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.I believe to my soul that your daddy’s gulfport bound.From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.You know she won’t do nothing but tear a good man’s reputation down.A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through it’s drawers.A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through it’s drawers.She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.And when I return again, you’ll have a great long story to tell.
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