Once Again Singin' the Blues

When You Comin' Back

by Theseus T. Gitdownchile Jr.


When you comin' back woman?
woman, when you comin' back?
I got hard luck growin' in my sugar-field
and the sun is beaten down
beaten on my face and back

but I know...

there's a cool, juicy wind that's gonna blow
when I see you comin' back to me,
see you floatin down the sky, on a silversweet cloud
a sweet rain-cloud, with that blessed rain
like the train of your silver gown
watering these parched lips
lord

I been standing outside in this field,
in this parched field for so long,
for so long now...
When you comin' back to me woman?
Without you I ain't got the sense to go inside

When you comin' back woman?
woman, when you comin' back?
I got hard luck growin' in my sugar-field
and the sun is beaten down
beaten on my face and back
with you gone, all I got is lack
now woman -
When you comin' back?

harmonica solo

lord!
lord, that was a very poor harmonica solo
that was some piss-poor harmonica playin' right there
all I do since you left woman, is sit around and play harmonica
but I never get any better though do I
Nothing gets better since you left now, woman -
When you comin' back?

When you comin' back woman?
woman, when you comin' back?
I got hard luck growin' in my sugar-field
and the sun is beaten down
beaten on my face and back
nothing gets better since you left now, woman -
When you comin' back?

even worse harmonica solo

fade out