In Memory of Elizabeth Cotton Lyrics

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-ooh"
Now I am 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 in, "ooh-ooh"