The Songs He Sang
Chilly Winds: Lyrics
As performed by Cisco Houston
Traditional
Appears on:I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, darling baby Going where the chilly winds don't blow When I'm gone from my long lonesome home Got me way down in jail on my knees, darling baby Way down in jail on my knees, And I'm gone from my long lonesome home They feed me on corn bread and beans, darling baby They feed me on corn bread and beans When I'm gone from my long lonesome home Who'll hoe your cotton when I'm gone, darling baby Who'll hoe your cotton when I'm gone When I'm gone from my long lonesome home I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow, darling baby Going where those chilly winds don't blow When I'm gone from my long lonesome home When I'm gone from my long lonesome home
Of note:
Lots of corn bread and beans in Cisco's songs, and here's another one. I'm wondering where it is that those winds don't blow, but not wondering much. A soggy, sentimental song that leaves me chilly as well.
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