Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan, Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan, Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home, Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.
Don't it make you feel bad When you're tryin' to find your way home, You don't know which way to go? If you're goin' down South They got no work to do, If you don't know about Chicago.
Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good, Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good, When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.
All last night sat on the levee and moaned, All last night sat on the levee and moaned, Thinkin' about me baby and my happy home. Going, going to Chicago... Going to Chicago... Sorry but I can't take you... Going down... going down now... going down....
You know, that song was bigger in Europe than it was here, and it was huge here.
Can you imagine it? Those down South blues being sung by EU types who didn't even know what a levee is?
Love it. Still have it.