Black Veins Pt. 1

No, business ain’t been good since that weather done turned bad
Business ain’t been good since them winters all left mad
Ain’t no medicine gonna help
Ain’t no medicine gonna help anymore
My crops all been burned down and my livestock is all dead
Mama ain’t been cookin', Pa said she ain’t leavin' bed
Ain’t no medicine gonna help
Ain’t no medicine gonna help anymore
He got to tend to the fields!
So I packed up all Papa’s pictured and I kissed my mama’s head
She said «Whatever you do don’t lose your soul you’ll be dead
Do you hear men young man?»
Do you hear men young man?" Yes, ma’am"
Well the north side of Kentucky ain’t like the south side of New Orleans
A filthy bunch of people but there’s a-good work by the sea
Said I’m gonna send some money home
Said I’m gonna send some money home, you’ll see
You’ll see!
Black veins, white face
Black veins, white face
Black veins, white face
When the needle finds its vein