Will Kimbrough
Little Easy
I can hear a sound that’s calling
Follows where I go
As I wander I am falling
Further than before

None, such voice, as this does linger
Sweet upon my ear
With the lone
Blow of a whisper
Finds me everywhere

In the glimmer on the water
In the stars that shine
In the air and in my heart oh
Little Easy mine

Cotton brokin’ bayou baby
‘zalea on the vine
Merry widows gentile devils
Little Easy mine

By the banks of mud of mercy
Toiling over time
Pearls and whiskey darlin’s thirsty
Little easy mine

Mama calls you little easy
I know what she means
Breeze is heavy, hot and greasy
Like old New Orleans

In the shadow of Magnolia
Days of old, alive
In the air and in my heart oh
Little Easy mine