Jericho

Down the Mississippi
Where the cotton grows
I left my heart to a poor man’s son
Who came from Jericho
He took me to the river
Got down on his knee
I broke his aim when I walked away
Then I ate from the apple tree
Fare thee well Joseph Cain
I’m not ready for the alter
I’ll be gone before tomorrow
I just want to be free
I’ll blow my horn before I go
I love you more than you’ll ever know
But I’m never going back to Jericho
I drove straight through to Austin
This old guitar and me
I strummed my way down through Baton Rouge
Then I headed up to Tennessee
I got myself a spotlight
On a beat up barroom stage
Bought a pretty dress
Now I’m the queen of the Harvest Day parade
Fare thee well Joseph Cain
I’m not ready for the alter
I’ll be gone before tomorrow
I just want to be free
I’ll blow my horn from where I go
Just to let you know I still love you so
But I’m never going back to Jericho
Been driving now for miles
The folks been mighty kind
I made myself a name you may recall
Perhaps you caught my show sometime
But somewhere between Dixie
And this life I’ve come to know
I lost the love of the only one
Made me feel free in my soul
Fare thee well Joseph Cain
I’m not ready for the alter
I’ll be gone before tomorrow
I just want to be free
I’ll blow my horn before I go
I love you more than you’ll ever know
But I’m never going back to Jericho