Lyrics: Unknown
Music: Unknown
Sung by Pigpen with Jerry Garcia in the early 1960s.
Thanks to Matt Schofield for the lyrics.
I was born Mississippi
Down on little cotton farm
I was born Mississippi
Down on little cotton farm
Working on a little cotton farm now
Down there in Fulton town
Well I said I woke up early in the morning
And the blues come falling down
Well I said I woke up early in the morning
And the blues come falling down
Well I was all locked up in jail now
And I'm (but?) prison bound
I said when I had my trial, baby
I said now you could not be found
When I had my trial, child
I said now you could not be found
When I said (?) (?) (?) now, child
Yeh, (that reason is?) I'm prison bound
I said Judge look at me
He said son, you got ninety-nine year
Yeh, look at me now
Son, you got ninety-nine year
I said gonna want to stay behind the concrete wall, man
You know, man, even though the rest of my life
I said now I tell all you boy
What you mustn't do
Don't let the woman, boy
Lead you astray
Or you'll wind up, child
Ninety-nine year, mmmm.., I said ninety-nine year
You got to stay behind the concrete walls
The rest of your life...
[tape cuts at this point]