Young bones groan
And the rocks below say
"Throw your skinny body down, son"
But I'm going to meet the one I love
So please don't stand in my way
Because I'm going to meet the one I love
No, Momma, let me go
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say
"Throw your white body down"
But I'm going to meet the one I love
At last, at last, at last
I'm going to meet the one I love
La-de-da, la-de-da
No, Momma, let me go
(No, no, no, no)
(No, no, no, no)
(No, no, no)
♪
I thought that if you had an acoustic guitar
Then it meant that you were
A Protest Singer
Oh, I can smile about it now
But at the time it was terrible
No, Momma, let me go
No, no, no
No, no-no-no
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