Brown's Ferry Blues

歌詞

Well, hard luck poppa walkin' in the rain If the world was corn he couldn't buy grain Lord God, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Well, he walks around town in second hand clothes You can smell his feet wherever he goes Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Well, the revenue man he took my gin I hope he don't come back again Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues He took my sweetheart with him too 'Cause she had a little drink or two Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues And I went up to my girl's old man And asked him for my true love's hand Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues He said, "Come here, you little galoot!" And instead of her hand, I got his foot Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues It's early to bed and early to rise Your girl goes out with other guys Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Well, I wanna go see her but it ain't no use The jailer in the city won't turn me loose Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Yeah, it's two old maids layin' in the sand Each of 'em wishin' that the other was a man Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Well, I don't dip and I don't chew I don't go with the girls who do Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues Well, hard luck poppa walkin' in the rain The world was corn he couldn't buy grain Lord God, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues And he walks around town in second hand clothes Smell his feet wherever he goes Lord Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry Blues