Oh oh oh Odetta
Oh oh oh I got it good
Oh oh oh Odetta
You love me like no other woman ever could
She get's up early in the morning
Get's up and bakes my bread
Sets my breakfast on the table
Before I lift my head
Grinds the blackest coffee
The scent could wake the dead
Pulls the curtains back, the sun pours in
That's when I pull her back to bed
In a gutter in new orleans
I heard you call my name
I was living in the quarter
Slowly dying every day
Once you finally found me
You told me I'd lost my way
"Boy, I just 'bout gave up on you
But I missed you, just the same
Life on the double decker
Life on the ferris wheel
You might get your head bent
Plowing up the field
I'm not one for prophecies
But my saviour she's for real
She only takes what she's earned
And she gives me something I can feel.