Big Road Blues

21 Jun 2009 · 4 min

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A blues-style spoken-word piece where the narrator refuses to discuss a will or enter a big room alone, insisting they can travel the big road by themselves. They'll carry a lady or somebody else, with the sun on their back on Sunday, defiant against facing what scares them solo.

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I said, now don't you get me talking to you about a will. Ain't going nowhere, big road by myself. I can carry a lady, baby, yes. I carry somebody else. With the sun shining on my back on Sunday. Now don't you get me talking to you about a will. Sun goin' shining on my back on Sunday. Ayouwe! I ain't going down that big room by myself. Now don't you hear me talking to you, I'm away. Ain't going down that big room by myself. I ain't carrying baby, I carry somebody else.