Milwaukee Blues



SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer



SOURCE'S SOURCE: Charlie Poole



COMMENTS: AKA: Jay Gould's Daughter

The "blind" is an enclosed box beyond the coal car where

crews sleep, like sleeper cabs on 18-wheelers



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One Tuesday morning and it looked like rain

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Round the curve come a passenger train

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On the blind sat old Bill Jones

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He's a good old hobo and he's tryin' to get home

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Tryin' to get home, he's tryin' to get home

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He's a good old hobo and he's tryin' to get home



Way down in Georgia on a tramp

Roads are gettin' muddy and my legs are gettin' damp

I got to catch a freight train to leave this town

'Cause they don't allow no hobos a-hangin' around.



I left Atlanta one morning 'fore day

The brakeman said, "You'll have to pay."

Got no money but I pawned my shoes

I want to go west, got the Milwaukee blues



Old Bill Jones said before he died,

"Fix the roads so the folks can ride

When they ride they will ride the rods

Put all their trust in the hands of God.



Old Bill Jones said before he died

There's two more roads that he'd like to ride

Fireman said what can it be?

Southern Pacific and the Santa Fee.



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