Nobody knows de trouble I've had, Nobody knows but Jesus, Nobody knows de trouble I've had, Glory hallelu! One morning I was a-walking down, O yes, Lord! I saw some berries a-hanging down, O yes, Lord! I pick de berry and I suck de juice, O yes, Lord! Just as sweet as the honey in de comb, O yes, Lord! Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down, O yes, Lord! Sometimes I'm almost on de groun', O yes, Lord! What make ole Satan hate me so? O yes, Lord! Because he got me once and he let me go, O yes, Lord! |