I'm leaving town, baby going to leave my home I'm leaving town, baby going to leave my home I'm going, where honey I'm better known As I walk these blocks, I got to buy me some shoes As I walk these blocks, I got to buy me some shoes That's the reason why, Mr McTell got the blues Got drunk last night, mama and the night before Got drunk last night, mama and the night before And if luck don't change, Mr McTell won't get drunk no more Cigarettes is my ruin, whiskey is my crave Cigarettes is my ruin, whiskey is my crave Some of these nice‐looking women, going to take me to my grave