Until My Love Come Down Lyrics by Sonny Boy Williamson I
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Until My Love Come Down Track #24 3:09
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica
Yank Rachell - mandolin, guitar, 1 response vocal
Joe Williams - guitar
Recorded March 13, 1938 Aurora Illinois, Leland Hotel
Album: Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com
Now, you gotten fruit on your tree
Lemons on your shelf
Now, you know lovin' mama
That you can't squeeze them all yourself
Now, I said please let me be your lemon squeezer
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
Now, it makes no difference, baby
Um, what yo' mama don't allow
An come on an let me squeeze your lemons, baby
I mean, anyhow
Now, I said, please let me be your lemon squeezer
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
I like yo' apple in your tree
I'm crazy 'bout your peaches, too
I'm crazy about your fruit, baby
'Cause you know just how to do
Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer
'Yes, my Lord!'
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
Now, an it ain't but the one thing, baby
Now, that'll really make me cry
'What man?'
I acks you 'bout your lemons, baby
An you ups an tell me a lie
Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer?
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, won't you let me be your lemon squeezer?
Lord, until my love come down
(harmonica, mandolin, guitar to end)
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Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica
Yank Rachell - mandolin, guitar, 1 response vocal
Joe Williams - guitar
Recorded March 13, 1938 Aurora Illinois, Leland Hotel
Album: Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com
Now, you gotten fruit on your tree
Lemons on your shelf
Now, you know lovin' mama
That you can't squeeze them all yourself
Now, I said please let me be your lemon squeezer
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
Now, it makes no difference, baby
Um, what yo' mama don't allow
An come on an let me squeeze your lemons, baby
I mean, anyhow
Now, I said, please let me be your lemon squeezer
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
I like yo' apple in your tree
I'm crazy 'bout your peaches, too
I'm crazy about your fruit, baby
'Cause you know just how to do
Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer
Lord, until my love come down
Now, an it ain't but the one thing, baby
Now, that'll really make me cry
I acks you 'bout your lemons, baby
An you ups an tell me a lie
Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer?
Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town
Now, won't you let me be your lemon squeezer?
Lord, until my love come down
(harmonica, mandolin, guitar to end)
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