Dock Boggs — Country Blues

[Verse 1] Come all you good time people While I've got money to spend Tomorrow might be Monday And I never have a dollar nor a friend [Verse 2] When I had plenty of money, good people My friends were standing around Just soon as my pocketbook was empty Not a friend on earth to be found [Verse 3] The last time I saw my little woman, good people She had a wine glass in her hand She was drinking down her troubles With a lowdown sorry man [Verse 4] Oh, my daddy taught me a-plenty, good people My mama, she taught me more If I didn't quit my rowdy ways Have trouble at my door [Verse 5] I wrote my woman a letter, good people I told her I was in jail She wrote me back an answer Said, "Honey, I'm-a come to go your bail" [Verse 6] All around this old jail house is haunted, good people Forty dollars won't pay my fine Corn liquor surrounds my body, poor boy And pretty women is a-troubling my mind [Verse 7] Give me cornbread when I'm hungry, good people Corn whiskey when I'm dry Pretty women are standing around me And bring me heaven when I die [Verse 8] If I would've listened to my mama, good people I wouldn't have been here today But a-drinking and a-shooting and a-gambling At home I could not stay [Verse 9] So dig a hole in the meadow, good people Go dig a hole in the ground Come around, all you good people And see this poor rounder go down [Verse 10] When I'm dead and buried My pale face turned toward the sun You can come around and mourn, little woman And think the way you have done