Jacob Brown 歌词

Jacob Brown found me when I was a baby Abandoned on some lonesome city street He took me in and tried his best to raise me To pick me up and put me on my feet He taught me how to dance and play the banjo I passed the hat while that old man would sing We played every two-bit town from Maine to Texas I can tell a half a-dollar from a quarter from the way she rings And I recall a boxcar and a bedroom Have supper cookin’ by railroad tracks But that was home to us, it made no difference That I was white and Jacob Brown was black We were somewhere close to Kansas City, Kansas Tradin’ songs for drinks in some saloon I picked a piece while Jacob did the softshoe You could’ve heard a pin drop in the room Than I tipped my hat and started for the money And just as quick I turned and he was down He said, “Son, I guess I’m bound to leave you nothin’.” But nothin’ was a lot to Jacob Brown So, I’m goin’ on the Oklahoma City Tryin’ to put tomorrow on my mind But I just can’t seem to get it all together ‘Cause I find it kinda hard to leave an old friend behind