"I did more for you, then you understand / You can tell by the bullet holes / Mama now, here in my hands / Ev'ry night I gotta reap-a / Just what, what you sow"
". . . even more than sixty years after his death practically nothing substantive is known about him or his life, despite his ambitious recording schedule and tremendous popularity. For someone cultivating the legend of a deal with the devil, Wheatstraw's death was eerily appropriate -- celebrating his 39th birthday, Wheatstraw and some friends decided to drive to the local market to pick up some liquor, and on their way out they tried to beat a railroad train that was coming down the tracks at full speed. Needless to say, they didn't make it." - Allmusic
"Highly" recommended indeed!
"This is Peetie Wheatstraw / People wanna know where do I prowl / Sometimes I prowl a far distant land / Sometimes I prowl on the rising clouds"