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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joachim Cooder
Joachim Cooder
Percussion
Ry Cooder
Ry Cooder
Guitar
Rayna Gellert
Rayna Gellert
Fiddle
Amir Yaghmai
Amir Yaghmai
Tamboura
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Uncle Dave Macon
Uncle Dave Macon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joachim Cooder
Joachim Cooder
Producer
Martin Pradler
Martin Pradler
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Backwater's up and the people are running
I'm going up mountains, I'm a-going hunting
Fare you well along, my little darling
Lord, Lord, I ain't that gone
Oh, my love, lonesome road
Oh, my love, lonesome wood
Well, I love you, and you can't help it
You love me and won't confess it
No, you don't know, my darling
Lord, Lord, I ain't that gone
Two little children lying in the bed
The water was rising over their head
Their mother was uptown, but never was found
Lord, Lord, wasn't that sad?
Oh, how bad
Oh, how bad
Oh, my love, lonesome road
Oh, my love, lonesome wood
I heard a man talking to a feller
Water was a-rising in his cellar
Rising more, coming through the floor
Lord, Lord open the door
Nashville is my favorite town
Backwater's got us running around
Lord have mercy, ain't that gone
Lord, Lord, favorite town
Oh, my love, lonesome road
Oh, my love, lonesome wood
Oh, my love, lonesome road
Oh, my love, lonesome wood
Written by: Uncle Dave Macon
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