Ashes In My Whiskey

歌詞

They put ashes in my whiskey, they put strychnine in my glass They put ashes in my whiskey, they put strychnine in my glass Lord I went out car‐riding with them, and they carried me too fast She put castor oil in my coffee, with that black drops in my tea She put black drops in my coffee, with that castor oil in my tea Lord she's the meanest old woman, that a man most ever seen I believe I believe, that they trying to carry me down I believe I believe, that they trying to carry me down Lord the way they are feeding me, that they don't want me around She carries a razor in her pocket, with them frowns all in her face She carries a razor in her pocket, with them frowns all in her face Lord I believe some other good joker, trying to root me out of my place