Testo Country Blues - Doc Watson
Testo della canzone Country Blues (Doc Watson), tratta dall'album Live From Chicago, March, 1964: Vol. 1
Come all you good wine people
While I've got money to spend
For tomorrow might be Monday
And I neither have a dollar nor a friend
When I've got plenty of money, good people
Then my friends are all standing around
But as soon as my pocketbook is empty
Not a friend on this earth can be found
Well, the last time I seen my little woman, good people
She had a wine glass in her hand
She's a-drinkin' down her troubles
With a low-down sorry man
All around this old jailhouse is seething, good people
Forty dollars won't pay my fine
Corn whiskey has surrounded my body, poor boy
Pretty women's a-troublin' my mind
My daddy told me a-plenty, good people
And my mama she told me more
Said, "Son, if you don't quit your rowdy ways
You'll have trouble at your door"
Well, if I'd have listened to my mama, good people
Then I would not have been here today
But a-drinkin' and a-shootin' and a-gamblin'
At home I could not stay
Give me cornbread when I'm hungry, good people
Corn whiskey when I'm dry
Pretty women all standing around me
Sweet heaven when I die
Go dig a hole in the meadow, good people
Dig it deep in that cold, cold ground
Come and gather 'round all you kind friends
And see this poor rounder go down
And when I'm dead and buried
With my pale face turned to the sun
Will you stand around and moan, little woman
And think of the way you have done?
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Writer(s): Mckinley Morganfield
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