Fat Li'l Fella Wid His Mammy's Eyes - Paul Robeson

I’ve laid around and played around this old town too long

Summer’s almost gone yes winter’s comin' on

I’ve laid around and played around this old town too long

And I feel like I gotta travel on

Well papa writes to Johnny but Johnny can’t come home

Johnny can’t come home no Johnny can’t come home

Papa writes to Johnny but Johnny can’t come home

Cause he’s been on the chain gang too long

High sheriff and police ridin' after me ridin' after me yes comin' after me

High sheriff and police they’re comin' after me and I feel like I’ve gotta

travel on

I’ve laid around and played around…

Well I wanna see my honey and I wanna see her bad

Wanna see her bad oh wanna see her bad

I wanna see my honey wanna see her bad she’s the best gal this poor boy ever had

I’ve laid around and played around…

Travel on travel on travel on