Sonny Boy Williamson - Until My Love Come Down lyrics

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Until My Love Come Down Track #24 3:09

Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)

(John Lee Williamson)

Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica

Yank Rachell - mandolin, guitar, 1 response vocal

Joe Williams - guitar

Recorded March 13, 1938 Aurora Illinois, Leland Hotel

Album: Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938

Transcriber: Awcantor

Now, you gotten fruit on your tree

Lemons on your shelf

Now, you know lovin' mama

That you can't squeeze them all yourself

Now, I said please let me be your lemon squeezer

Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town

Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer

Lord, until my love come down

Now, it makes no difference, baby

Um, what yo' mama don't allow

An come on an let me squeeze your lemons, baby

I mean, anyhow

Now, I said, please let me be your lemon squeezer

Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town

Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer

Lord, until my love come down

I like yo' apple in your tree

I'm crazy 'bout your peaches, too

I'm crazy about your fruit, baby

'Cause you know just how to do

Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer

<Yank> 'Yes, my Lord!'

Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town

Now, if you let me be your lemon squeezer

Lord, until my love come down

Now, an it ain't but the one thing, baby

Now, that'll really make me cry

<Yank> 'What man?'

I acks you 'bout your lemons, baby

An you ups an tell me a lie

Now, please let me be your lemon squeezer?

Now, whilst I'm in your lonesome town

Now, won't you let me be your lemon squeezer?

Lord, until my love come down

(harmonica, mandolin, guitar to end)