Lyrics
Oh Jane, oh Jane, what makes you hold your head so high?
Oughta just remember, you got to live so long and die
I need not write me no letter, don’t send me no word
Cut your head, woman, about the word I heard
I heard you had a man on the wheeler, had a man on the plow
Had a big man, swinging on the Johnson Bayou
I’m going to carry that woman to the weeping willow tree
Oughta hear her crying, «Honey, don’t murder me!»
I’m going to black her face, going to black that woman’s eye
Going to kill her when she begins to cry
She said, «Roll on, Jack, Daddy do roll on»
«Roll on, Jack, Daddy do roll on»
Said, «Roll on, Jack, Daddy do roll on»
Like the way you rolling, but you ain’t gonna roll so long
Ain’t but two women in the world can spend my change
Not but two women, world can spend my change
Ain’t but two women, mama, can spend my change
That represent Stella and that brown, my Jane
Lord, Lord, look what my brown said to me Lord, Lord, look what she said to me Said, Lord, Lord, look what she said to me Said, «When I leave this town, gonna carry you back with me»