In Memory of Elizabeth Cotton

I was sitting around the other day
Tapping my feet
A publication came to my door
Said you'd died and gone to sleep
But I couldn't shed a tear, I never knew you well
But I'm missing you just the same
Libba please rest easy down on Chestnut Street
Cause I'm hearing that old freight train
Sounds like

Ooh

Now I'm sitting around this very night
I'm listening and it makes me grin
Libba please rest easy down on Chestnut Street
Cause I'm hearing that old freight train
I know he let you win

Ooh