{title: You Don't Know My Mind} {st: Leadbelly / Kenny Brown / Tall Papa B} {key: D} {c: Kenny Brown calls it "Laughin to Keep from Cryin"} {c: opening riff: F# E D F# E D} {c: turn aroung F# G G#} Goin' to the race [D]track to see my pony [D]run, If I win some [D]money, you know I'm drinkin' [D]some, [G]You don't know me, You don't know my [D]mind, You see me [A]laughin', But I'm [G]laughin just to keep from [D]cryin'. What you want with a Ford, if'n it don't run, What you want with a woman, call her she won't come, You don't know, Honey you don't know, You don't know my restless soul, I got that virus, And it aint the flu, Doncha get too close, Babe, You can catch it too, It takes rocks and gravel, to build a solid road, Takes a good lovin' woman, to satisfy my soul, You stole my money, You can't wear my clothes, You mistreat me like the man you used to have before, I'm Going to Mississippi, I'm easy to rule, (??) You can't get twist to your bucket, driving just like a mule. (??) When I asked my mama, "Can you stand to say goodbye?", She said, "Yes, sweet papa, if you can stand to see me cry, Lord", I got a handful o' nickels, got a pocketful o' dimes, Got a houseful o' young uns and no one mine, I cut your throat, drink your blood like wine, I ain't afraid of livin, ain't afraid of dyin, {c: Other lyrics are too much for me.}
{c: Hugy Laurie}: (same refrain)} I'm walking down the levee, With my head hangin low lookin for my mama, but she aint here no more. She won't cook my dinner, won't wash my clothes, Won't do nothing, but walk the road, My breakfast on the table, and my coffee's getting cole, Mama's in the kitchen, getting sleep I'm told, Sometimes I think, My baby's too good to die, Sometimes I think, She should be burried alive, Wish I had a nickle, whish I had a dime, Wish I didn't give a bad woman my time, Look at you Mama, See what you gone and done, You got my money, now you broke and run, You made me get mad, and you made me get sad, The going gets tougher than we ever had,