Crow Jane - Skip James

Written by：Nehemiah (Skip) James

Crow Janie Crow Janie Crow Jane

Don't you hold your head high

Someday baby you know

You got to die

You got to lay down

You got to die you got to

You know I wanna buy me a pistol

Wants me forty rounds of ball

Shoot Crow Jane just to see her fall

She got to fall she got to

She got to fall she got to

That's the reason I begged Crow Jane

Not to hold her head so high

Someday baby you know

You got to die

You got to lay down

When I dug her grave

With a silver spade

Ain't nobody gon' take

My Crow Jane place

You can't take her place

No you can't take her

That's the reason I begged Crow Jane

Not to hold her head too high

Someday baby you know

You got to die

You got to lay down an

You know I let her down

With a golden chain

An ev'ry link

I would call my Crow Jane name

Crow Jane Crow

Crow Jane Crow

You know I never missed my water

'Till my well went dry

Didn't miss Crow Jane

Until the day she died

'Till the day she

That's the reason I begged Crow Jane

Not to hold her head too high

Someday baby you know you got to die

You got to lay down and

You got to die you got to

You know I dug her grave

Eight feet in the ground

Didn't feel sorry Until they let her down

They had to let her down

Had a

They had to let her down

That's the reason I begged Crow Jane

Not to hold her head too high

Someday baby you know you got to die

You got to lay down and