But I won’t be worried long.
I feel like train, mama,
Ain’t got no drivin’ wheel.
I rather be daid in six foot o’ clay,
I rather be in my grave.
Throw Myself Down in de Sea
Goin’ up on mountain top,
Lord, goin’ up on mountain top,
O Lord, goin’ up on mountain top,
Throw myself down in de sea.