Merle Travis — Re-Enlistment Blues

My hitch was up Monday Not a dog soljer nor more Soljer no more They give me all that money So much my pockets is sore Pockets is sore More dough than I can use Re-Enlistment Blues Oh Them blues Took my gelt to town Tuesday Found me a big double bed Big double bed I'll find a job tomorrow Tonight I'll maybe be dead Maybe be dead Ain't no time to lose Re-Enlistment Blues Oh Them blues Hit the bars Wednesday Friends put me up on a throne (way) up on a throne Found a Chinese baby She wouldn't leave me alone Leave me alone Did I give her a bruise Re-Enlistment Blues Oh Them blues I woke up on Thursday The walls was movin' I swear Movin' I swear I reach'd down in my trousers AII my pockets was bare Nothin' was there I'll really blew my fuse Re-Enlistment Blues Oh Them blues Hit the bar again Friday Ask'd for a free glass of beer Free glass of beer Bar man he don't know me He just say no credit here No credit here What I done then ain't news Re-Enlistment Blues Oh Them blues