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I found him by the railroad track this mornin'.
I could see that he was nearly dead.
I knelt down beside him and I listened,
Just to hear the words the dyin' fellow said.
He said, "They let me out of prison out in Frisco,
For ten long years I've paid for what I've done.
I was tryin' to get back to Lou'siana,
To see my Rose and get to know my son."
Give my love to Rose, please, won't you mister?
Take her all my money, tell her "Buy some pretty clothes."
Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him."
And don't forget to give my love to Rose.
Won'tcha tell 'em I said, "Thanks for waitin' for me."
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Tell my boy to help his mom at home.
Tell my Rose to try to find another,
'Cause it ain't right that she should live alone.
Mister here's the bag with all my money.
It won't last them long the way it goes.
God bless you for findin' me this mornin',
Now don't forget to give my love to Rose.
Give my love to Rose, please, won't you mister?
Take her all my money, tell her "Buy some pretty clothes."
Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him."
And don't forget to give my love to Rose.
I could see that he was nearly dead.
I knelt down beside him and I listened,
Just to hear the words the dyin' fellow said.
He said, "They let me out of prison out in Frisco,
For ten long years I've paid for what I've done.
I was tryin' to get back to Lou'siana,
To see my Rose and get to know my son."
Give my love to Rose, please, won't you mister?
Take her all my money, tell her "Buy some pretty clothes."
Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him."
And don't forget to give my love to Rose.
Won'tcha tell 'em I said, "Thanks for waitin' for me."
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/1KLz ]
Tell my boy to help his mom at home.
Tell my Rose to try to find another,
'Cause it ain't right that she should live alone.
Mister here's the bag with all my money.
It won't last them long the way it goes.
God bless you for findin' me this mornin',
Now don't forget to give my love to Rose.
Give my love to Rose, please, won't you mister?
Take her all my money, tell her "Buy some pretty clothes."
Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him."
And don't forget to give my love to Rose.
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