Bound No’th Blues

Goin’ down the road,

Lawd,

Goin’ down the road.

Down the road,

Lawd,

Way,way down the road.

Got to find

To help me carry this load.

Road’s in front o’ me,

Nothin’ to do but walk.

Road’s in front of me,

Walk…an’ walk…an’ walk.

I’d like to meet a good

To come along an’ talk.

Hates to be lonely,

Lawd,

I hates to be sad.

Says I hates to be lonely,

Hates to be lonely an’ sad,

But ever friend you finds

Like they try to do you bad.

Road, road, road,

O!

Road, road…road…road, road!

Road, road, road,

O!

On the no’thern road.

These Mississippi towns

Fit fer a hoppin’ toad.

This was originally written as a song but has been recited as a poem by Langston Hughes, many other poets, and speakers.