Leaves Tremble On The Trees
(Steve Bramer)

I woke up at the counter of a dunk and dine
I was wearing clothes I didn't know were mine
My hands and knees were shaking as I left my seat
Felt the floor boards rumbling as I stumbled to my feet
Words were posted on the front marquee
They said the waters rising and leaves trembling on the trees

And so I went for cover searching high and low
Not a single building showed an open door
And though the road was full of cars from stern to heal
Each one rolled by slowly not a soul behind the wheel
And then a strange and ghostly feeling crept up over me
I felt the waters rising and leaves trembling on the trees

I met Mother Mary on an old dirt road
She was south of Moultre headed for Cairo
With just a passing glance into her sainted face
I was in the presence of a great and saving grace
I said help me Mother, all that sin has left of me
She said the waters rising and the leaves trembling on the trees
I felt the waters rising and
Leaves trembling on the trees.

Written By Steve Bramer
Artist: Mother Blues With Gerald McClendon
Vocals: Gerald McClendon
Harps: Hurtin Burt
Guitar: Steve Bramer
Bass: Gordon Patriarca
Drums: Gikas Markantonatos
Sleeping Dog Records, Chicago IL
Recorded at Soto Sound Studios. Palatine, IL Engineer: Jerry Soto
Producer: Steve Bramer
Published by Blind Jubilee Publishing © 2005