Forty-Four

Lyrics
I wore my forty-four so long Made my shoulder sore I wore my forty-four so long Made my shoulder sore Well, I'm goin' down the valley I might leave alone Well, I'm so mad this mornin' Don't know where in the world to go I'm so mad this mornin' Don't know where in the world to go I got to find me some money 'Cause I gots to go I do believe, I believe I hear that Forty-four whistle blow I do believe, hear that Forty-four whistle blow After today, hey Ain't gonna get no more
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Credits
- Writers
- Roosevelt Sykes
- Traditional