Gambler's Yodel - Doc Watson

Pretty mama’s gone, she went away from me

Lord I think she’s gone to sunny Tennessee

Oh lord that woman she gonna be the death of me

Oooh hooo yayee heee she’ll be the death of me

When my baby went she left me in the rain

Talk about your trouble, talk about your pain

Had to listen to the whistle on that lonesome train

Yeee heee yayee heee Lord on that lonesome train

Well the lightning flashed and the thunder it did roll

The lightning flashed and the thunder it did roll

Just like this trouble that’s rolling through my soul

Yeee heee yayee heee have mercy on my soul

There comes a time when a gambler’s luck is gone

And when it comes he better leave them dice alone

Some dirty rounder took my woman and my money and gone

Yeee heee yayee heee he took my woman and gone