Mr. Ten Dollar man

Let me tell where you're bound

Drink your green liqour, Lord

You'll roll to the ground

But you come around here

With your money in your hand

Taste of my woman

You die where you stand





Snake Mountain blues

They got me down low

I could die in the morning

But noone would know

My woman come 'round

My body she'd find

Go down to Dundee

Have her a time





Snake Mountain's

Gonna crumble Lord

And fall from the sky

Before that woman of mine

Stops tellin' her lies

If I'd die Lord she'd weep

She'd weep and she'd mourn

Soon as I's buried

Forget I'd been born





Love of black-skinned woman

She won't do you no wrong

Slow to start moanin'

She don't moan for long

A yellow-headed woman

Brings you nothin' but pain

Take all you give her

She leaves only shame





My Daddy, Lord he rides

On a long holy train

First winds of winter

I'll see him again

It's farewell to this yellow

Headed misery I've known

Snake Mountain's callin'

Callin' me home





Snake Mountain blues

They got me down low

I could die in the mornin'

No one would know

My woman come around

My body she'd find

Go down to Dundee

Have her a time