44 Blues
Composição: Tradicional.I wore my 44 so long,
I've made my shoulder sore.
I wore my 44 so long,
I done made my shoulder sore.
Well, I'm wondering everybody, where'd my baby go.
Well, I'm so mad this mornin',
I don't know where I go.
Well, I'm so mad this mornin',
I don't know where I go.
Well, I'm lookin' for me some money,
Pawned my soul to have some gold.