Traipse and wander, maybe catch a train. Sing the blues, cry tamale-juice tears, seek the crossroads of your soul. Anybody asks, you’re looking for the Shroud of Itta Bena.
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Hope and devilment in the Mississippi Delta
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Traipse and wander, maybe catch a train. Sing the blues, cry tamale-juice tears, seek the crossroads of your soul. Anybody asks, you’re looking for the Shroud of Itta Bena.