Hello, stranger, put your loving hand in mine
Hello, stranger, put your loving hand in mine
You are a stranger and you’re a friend of mine
Get up, rounder, let a working girl lay down
Get up, rounder, let a working girl lay down
You are a rounder, but you’re all out and down
Every time I ride the 6th and 4th streetcar
Every time I ride the 6th and 4th streetcar
I can see my baby peeping through the bars
He bowed his head, he waved both hands at me He bowed his head, he waved both hands at me He’s prison bound and longing to be free
Oh, I’ll see you when your troubles are like mine
Oh, I’ll see you when your troubles are like mine
Yes, I’ll see you when you haven’t got a dime
Weeping like a willow, moaning like a dove
Weeping like a willow, moaning like a dove
There’s a man up country that I really love
Hello, stranger, put your loving hand in mine
Hello, stranger, put your loving hand in mine
You are a stranger and you’re a friend of mine
When I die, I pray that wherever I go, people like the Carters are there. The values of their time look pretty good to me today. I remember when a man would get knocked down for swearing in front of women and children.