Mr ten dollar mannLet me tell where you're boundnDrink your green liqour, LordnYou'll roll to the groundnBut you come around herenWith your money in your handnTaste of my womannWell, you die where you standnnSnake mountain bluesnGot me down lownI could die in the morningnBut no one would knownWhen my woman come aroundnMy body she'd findnGo down to DundeenHave her a timennSnake mountain gonna crumblenAnd fall from the skynBefore that woman of minenStops tellin' her liesnIf I'd die, Lord, she'd weepnShe'd weep and she'd mournnSoon as I's buriednForget I'd been bornnnLove of blackskin womannShe won't do you no wrongnSlow to start moaningnShe don't moan for longnYellow headed womannBrings nothing but painnTake all you give hernShe leaves only shamennMy daddy, Lord, he ridesnOn a long holy trainnFirst winds of winternI see him againnIn this farewell to thisnYellow headed misery I've knownnSnake mountain's callingnCalling me homennSnake mountain bluesnGot me down lownI could die in the morningnBut no one would knownWhen my woman come aroundnMy body she'd findnGo down to DundeenHave her a time