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Enrique Estrada ~ The Conversation

Enrique Estrada ~ The Conversation

And if the conversation were set to music, it would go something like this …

Ain’t No Tellin’ by Mississippi John Hurt

Don’t you let my good girl catch you here.
Don’t you let my good girl catch you here.
She might shoot you, may cut ya and starve you too.
Ain’t no tellin, what, she might do.

I’m up the country where the col’ sleet and snow.
I’m up the country where the col’ sleet and snow.
Ain’t no telling how much further I may go.

Eatin’ my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee.
Eatin’ my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee.
I tol’ you I was comin’, baby, won’t you look for me.
Hey, hey, such lookin’ the class.

The way I’m sleepin’ my back and shoulders tired.
Way I’m sleepin’ babe, my back and shoulders tired.
Gonna turn over, try it on the side.

Don’t you let, my good girl catch you here.
She, might shoot you, may cut you and starve you too.
Ain’t no tellin’, what, she might do.