Song | Floating Bridge |
Artist | Eric Clapton |
Album | Another Ticket |
Lyrics:Sleepy John Estes Music:Sleepy John Estes | |
Well I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
They tell me five minutes time underwater I was hid. | |
I was going down and I throwed up my hands. | |
As I was going down I throwed up my hands. | |
As I was going down I throwed up my hands, | |
Saying, 'Please Lord, take me on dry land.' | |
Well they carried me in the house and they laid me 'cross the bed. | |
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me 'cross the bed. | |
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me 'cross the bed. | |
I couldn't hear nothing but muddy water running 'round my head. | |
Oh my mother often told me, 'Quit playing a bum.' | |
My mother always told me, 'Quit playing a bum.' | |
Lord, my mother always told me, 'Son, quit playing a bum. | |
Go out somewhere and make a crumb.' | |
All the people on the bridge was screaming and crying. | |
Well all the people on the bridge was screaming and crying. | |
All the people on the bridge stood screaming and crying, | |
Saying, 'Lord have mercy, wher's we g'wine?' |
Lyrics: Sleepy John Estes Music: Sleepy John Estes | |
Well I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge. | |
They tell me five minutes time underwater I was hid. | |
I was going down and I throwed up my hands. | |
As I was going down I throwed up my hands. | |
As I was going down I throwed up my hands, | |
Saying, ' Please Lord, take me on dry land.' | |
Well they carried me in the house and they laid me ' cross the bed. | |
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me ' cross the bed. | |
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me ' cross the bed. | |
I couldn' t hear nothing but muddy water running ' round my head. | |
Oh my mother often told me, ' Quit playing a bum.' | |
My mother always told me, ' Quit playing a bum.' | |
Lord, my mother always told me, ' Son, quit playing a bum. | |
Go out somewhere and make a crumb.' | |
All the people on the bridge was screaming and crying. | |
Well all the people on the bridge was screaming and crying. | |
All the people on the bridge stood screaming and crying, | |
Saying, ' Lord have mercy, wher' s we g' wine?' |