East St Louis Blues
Traditional OR by probably 
Blind Willie McTell 
recording of 1933 
from 
The Definitive Blind Willie McTell (Columbia C2K-53234) 
& 
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 3 (1933-1935) (Document 5008) 
I walked all the way from East Saint Louis 
I never had but that one, one thin dime 
I laid my head in a New York woman's lap 
She laid her little cute head in mine 
She tried to make me bleed by the rattlings of her tongue 
The sun would never, never shine 
I pawned my sword and I pawned my chain 
Well I pawned myself but I fell to shame 
I tried to see you in the fall 
When you didn't have no man at all 
I'd love to meet you in the spring when the bluebird's almost ready to sing 
Faree, honey, faree well 
You can shake like a cannon ball, get out and learn that old 
Georgia crawl 
Faree, honey, faree well 
(Play it boy...) 
And I laid my head in a barroom door 
And I can't get drunk, drunk no more 
Now if you can't do the sugary get yourself on out of this house to me 
Faree, baby, faree well 
I tried to see you in the spring when the bluebird's almost ready to sing 
Faree, honey, faree well 
And I walked on back to East Saint Louis 
Never had but that one, one thin dime