Goin' to Brownsville
Lyrics
I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road
Well, I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road
And I ain't gonna stop walking till I get in sweet mama's door
The girl I'm loving she's got great long curly hair
The girl I'm loving she's got great long curly hair
And her mama and her papa well, they sure don't allow me there
If you catch my jumper (?), Babe, hanging upside your wall
Well, if you catch my jumper (?), Babe, hanging upside your wall
Well, you know by that I need my ashes hauled
I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road
I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road
And I ain't gonna stop walking till I get in sweet mama's door
Writer(s): Ryland Peter Cooder
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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