LETRAS

From Four Until Late
 


From four until late : I was wringing my hands and crying
I believe to my soul : that your daddy's going fall down

From Memphis to Norfolk : is a thirty‑six hour's ride
A man is like a prisoner : and he's never satisfied

A woman is like a dresser : with a man always rambling through its drawers
It caused so many men : wear an apron overall

From four until late : she give us a no‑good bunching clown
Now she won't do nothing : but tear a good man's reputation down

When I leave this town : I'm going to bid you fare farewell
And when I return again : you'll have a great long story to tell