Goin’ down the road, Lawd,
Goin’ down the road.
Down the road, Lawd,
Way,way down the road.
Got to find somebody
To help me carry this load.
Road’s in front o’ me,
Nothin’ to do but walk.
Road’s in front of me,
Walk…an’ walk…an’ walk.
I’d like to meet a good friend
To come along an’ talk.
Hates to be lonely,
Lawd, I hates to be sad.
Says I hates to be lonely,
Hates to be lonely an’ sad,
But ever friend you finds seems
Like they try to do you bad.
Road, road, road, O!
Road, road…road…road, road!
Road, road, road, O!
On the no’thern road.
These Mississippi towns ain’t
Fit fer a hoppin’ toad.
Notes
This was originally written as a song but has been recited as a poem by Langston Hughes, many other poets, and speakers.
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From guest suseann
This magnificent lyrical song verse although unverifiable as to it's real authorship.Is kept alive by this Author's astute awareness in writing it from handed down memories.And it may well be his own brand of reworded verse in fact.A true treasure of deep roots of Blues music as it was born amongst slaves in the Americas. -
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From guest Rachel (contact)
You should put an audio of the poem on here so the people here how it is said -
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A poem speaks to each of us in different ways. Unlike a song stuck in the straight-jacket of its tune we are each free to speak a poem in the style we think fits. That is why there are no vocalisations here apart from those in our own heads.
However here are two sites that have audio renditions
http://gutenberg.us/LiteralSystems.htm
http://www.poets.org/audio.php
Have fun
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