Chords for Leadbelly - Fannin Street

[Cm] _ _ _ _ And this is, _ _ [B] here they call it, down home they call it _ _ Fannin Street, but out in California
they call it Cry [C] for Me.
And that was my mother crying about me after, you know, when I was a boy, _ I had on short pants.
_ My father used to take me to town on some cotton.
We was living out in the country, which I was born dead in the country, about 20 miles
and 30 and 40 miles from any kind of big town.
The closest little place, the closest around us was five miles.
We had to ride five miles to get mail [Cm] and get it once a week. _
Read the newspaper once a week and that was good in that neighborhood.
_ Anyhow, my papa would take me to the street sport, own some bales of cotton.
He'd lead me all around in Fannin Street and that's what I like, you know, where the people
dance and play and sing and pianos and women dance.
You know, I love to see women dance anyhow. _
And so my father carried me down.
I was a little boy and I wasn't much knee high to a duck at that time, but I was watching.
Show your children don't forget nothing.
My father would lead me around _ by the hand in the daytime and when he'd put the wagon
in the wagon yard, well at night he'd put me in the wagon yard too because I'd be sleeping,
he'd be gone.
When I'd wake up and he'd be gone, it'd run right in my mind.
I was a little boy too.
_ _ He's going right back down there where he carried me that day.
I said, well, when I get to be a man, I'm going down there too.
_ _ _ And when I got to be a, you know, I wasn't a man about 16, 17 years old.
See I was wearing long pants at that time.
So my father put me on a bale of cotton and carried me to the train and gave me $40 in my pocket.
I was a big shot too when I had that $40.
Sent me to go to the fair five times and he said, son, don't go down on Fountain Street.
And I didn't sleep none that night just thinking about Fountain Street.
I saw him in Northside Park and that's just where I was going.
I didn't have to tell him.
He didn't have to know where I was going.
I wasn't going to tell him.
He shouldn't have asked me.
But anyhow, when I got to Shreveport, _ I never did forget how to go down on Fountain Street
because the little hill you drop off, babe knows exactly what that big place set up on
Texas that night.
I guess it's a church.
I don't know what it is.
I never did pay that much mind because when I get ready to go down that little hill, I
was instead about that church, but I know how to go down there.
So I went on down on Fountain Street and that's where I'd go every time I'd leave home.
So I learned how to play a guitar _ by a piano.
I'd [C] sit by the bass side with my guitar.
_ _ Six string guitar at that time.
Now this is going to tell a story _ _ about when I was a little boy going out on Fountain Street.
But before I started playing this, I'll tell you a little story and this is the true story too.
_ People in them times, they didn't tell children just exactly, but if you'd ask them, he'd tell them.
I used to pass by these, you know, _ _ women's and they got on these fashion clothes, you
know, and they was in there when I'd go by and they was in there and I'd come back and
go in the morning and I'd come back at night and women still in there.
I said, Papa, don't these people never go home and get nothing to eat? _
_ _ _ _ _ I thought it was folks showing up.
So he said, no, son, that's fashion.
That's what they put the dresses on, let the women see how they look when they get the
dress and I'd make them go down and buy.
So, oh yes.
Well, I understand it then, you know.
_ _ So I'm going to play you now.
This will tell a true story about Fountain [G] Street.
California called it Cry for Me.
[Cm] _ _ _ _
Follow me [F] down, _ _ [Eb] follow me [F] down, _ [Eb] _ [F] follow me down, my Mr.
[Cm] Tom.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] My _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
mama told me, my little sister too, _ women on Fountain Street's certainly going to [Cm] be
the death of you.
[Bb] _ [F] _ _ I [C] _
didn't care.
_ [F] I [Cm] told my [F] mama, _ mama, you don't know.
_ Women on Fountain Street, Kimber, why [Cm] don't you let me go?
_ [F] _ _
[Cm] _ Ooh, ooh, ooh, she come just crying over what I said.
_ [Gm] Mm, [Bb] ooh, _ [F] ooh, [Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ _ [F] ooh, _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Bb] mm, _ [F]
mm, [Cm] mm, mm.
I couldn't stand to hear my mama crying over what I said.
Me being so young and tender, born since surrender.
[C] I went and fell on my knees myself.
_ _ [Bb]
I [F] went to my mama.
_ Fell on my knees.
_ Crying, oh, Lordy, mama, [Cm] will you forgive me?
_ [C] Ooh, _ [F] [C] ooh, ooh, ooh, she come just crying over what I said.
[G] Mm, [F] ooh, _ _
[Cm] ooh, [F] ooh, _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ mm, [Cm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] mm, [Cm] mm.
_ I wouldn't let her know what side of town I was running on when I leave home, so she
wouldn't be worried about me when I'm gone.
_ [C] _ [F] I got a woman living on _ Stony Hill.
Been running all over [C] town with Bob Loweville.
Ooh, [F] _ _ [Cm] ooh, ooh, ooh, she's a bad man.
[F]
You been running all over town with Bob Loweville.
You turned to one baby [Cm] that you ain't done.
Got you. _
[C] Ooh, [F] ooh, [C] ooh, ooh, ooh, come just crying over what I said.
Mm, _ [B] mm, ooh, [F] ooh, ooh, _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] cry for me. _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ Mm, [F] [Cm] mm, mm, mm, cry for me now.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Anybody that has your people who made up this song, tell them you let better [Cm] done men care and go. _
[C] Ooh, [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
mm, [F] _ _ [G] ooh, [C] ooh, [F] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[C] mm, [F] mm, [Cm] cry for me again.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb]
Mm, [F] mm, _ [C] ooh, [F] ooh, _ _ _ [Cm] _ ooh, _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] mm, _ mm.
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _