Crow Jane
by Skip James
From the album: Today!
Duration: 2:57
Lyrics for Crow Jane
Crow Jane, Crow Jane, Crow Jane Don't you hold your head high Someday, baby, you know You got to die You got to lay down an β You got to die, you got to β You know, I wanna buy me a pistol Wants me forty rounds of ball Shoot Crow Jane, just to see her fall She got to fall, she got to β She got to fall, she got toβ That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, so high Someday, baby, you know You got to die You got to lay down an β When I dug her grave With a silver spade Ain't nobody gon' take My Crow Jane place You can't take her place No, you can't take her β That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, too high Someday, baby, you know You got to die You got to lay down an β You know, I let her down With a golden chain An ev'ry link I would call my, Crow Jane name Crow Jane, Crow β Crow Jane, Crow β You know I never missed my water 'Til my well went dry Didn't miss Crow Jane Until the day she died 'Til the day-ay-ay-ay she β That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, too high Someday, baby, you know you got to die You got to lay down and β You got to die, you got to β You know, I dug her grave Eight feet in the ground Didn't feel sorry Until they let her down They had to let her down Had-a β They had to let her down That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane Not to hold her head, too high Someday, baby, you know you got to die You got to lay down and β