Текст песни: Lift My Jug [Song For Hub Cale] + перевод

Well I don’t care about my sorrows

And I don’t care about my woes

I put my knees down in the sand

Down where that river flows

I put my hands in the water

Look for my elbows in the cold

I let it wash my dirty face

Let it clense my troubled soul

Well, my name is Hub Cale

And my home is whereever I lay

And I was born to ride the rails

Ride the rail til judgement day

My face is wrinkled and weary

As rough as railroad tie

And when that train come rumblin' through this town

I lift my jug to the sky

Oh lord

Well, I lift my jug to the sky

And when that number 9 come rollin' by

I lift my jug to the sky

For I was an engineer

I made my livin' shovelin' coal

Paid my dues for 12 long years

Then one day they let me go

And that time it sure was rough

And the labor sure took its toil

For my lungs are as black

As the feathers of the crow

Now I lay underneath the trestle

With my jug of homemade rye

And when that train come rumblin' through this town

I lift it up to the sky

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