You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow,
In the rain and snow.
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow,
In the rain and snow.
I didn’t have no fare, oh, not even no
Place to go.

And my dear mother left me,
When I was quite young,
When I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me,
When I was quite young,
When I was quite young.
She said: “Lord have mercy on my
Wicked son”

Take a tip from me, mama,
Please, don’t you cry no more,
Don’t you cry no more.
Take a tip from me, mama,
Please, don’t you cry no more,
Don’t you cry no more
‘Cause it’s soon one mornin’ down the
Road I’m goin’.

But I ain’t goin’ down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself.
But I ain’t goin’ down
That long old lonesome road
All by myself.
I can’t carry you baby gonna carry
Somebody else.