I remember the time just before the war Colored man used to hunt him out chips and straw But now, bless God, old master dead, Colored man plumb fool about feather bed Eee wee, my dear Nancy, over the road I'm bound to go I went up to town, go out to shriek and howl Think I heard my baby cry Wee wee wee, honey, over the road I'm bound to go Wee ee ee, baby, over the road I'm bound to go. I went downtown, didn't mean no harm Police grabbed me right by my arm Soon I began to pitch, I began to rear Felt like strolling in the air. Ooh oooh, baby, over the road I'm bound to go I went downtown, doing my best To find the boys that stole the vest Went on around 'bout Court Square To find the boys that done stole the coat Ee ee ee, baby, over the road I'm bound to go. Now I knew Joe Louis was in stand Had them law books in his hands I began to pitch, pull out a writ, began to read to me Said, "Nigger, you been stealing in the first degree." Ee ee eee, baby, over the road I'm bound to go ...Old Britt and Moses Brown Said, "I'm going across Cripple Creek, going to town." Oo ooh ohh, baby, over the road I'm bound to go.