Alcohol, alcohol, cryin', sure Lord's killing me (spoken: Is that so, boy?) Alcohol, mama, sure, Lord, killing me (spoken: Ought to let it alone, then!) Alcohol don't kill me, I believe, Lord, I'll never die
I woke up early this morning, crying, alcohol 'round my bed (spoken: What happened then?) Woke up this morning, alcohol was 'round my bed Says, "I'm gonna get drunk, I'm gonna have to speak my trouble in mind"
Mmm, mmm, (spoken: Oh, moan it a long time) mmm Mmm, I ain't gonna be here long (spoken: Moan it a long time, boy) Says, "I'm leaving town, I'm going to worry you off my mind"
I drink so much of Jake, till it done give me the limber leg (spoken: And that's sure to mess you up) Drinking so much of Jake, till it done give me the limber leg (spoken: Sure messes you up, boy, [there's no cure for] that) If I don't quit drinking it every morning, sure gonna kill me dead (spoken: You ain't no lying man)
Mmm, mmm Mmm, (spoken: You ain't got), alcohol gonna kill me dead And if it don't kill me, Lord, it sure gonna put me down (spoken: You ain't gotta put 'em on me 'cause you got 'em)
I woke up, up this morning, crying, alcohol on my mind Woke up this morning, alcohol was on my mind I got them alcohol blues and I can't rest easy here
I asked for water, and she gave me gasoline I asked for water, she gave me gasoline I asked for water and she gave me gasoline Lord, Lordy, Lord
Crying, Lord, I wonder will I ever get back home Crying, Lord, I wonder will I ever get back home Lord, Lordy, Lord
I went to the depot, looked up on the board I looked all over, "How long has this east bound train been gone? Lord, Lordy, Lord
Lord, I asked the conductor, "Could I ride these blinds?" (Want to know, can a broke man ride the blinds) "Son, buy your ticket, buy your ticket, 'cause this train ain't none of mine"
"Son, buy your ticket, train ain't none of mine" "Son, buy your ticket, 'cause this train ain't none of mine" Lord, Lordy, Lord
Crying, big fat mama, meat shaking on her bones Time the meat shake, it's a skinny woman1 lose a home
Well, I'm going away, mama, won't be back till fall, won't be back till fall, mmmm Going away, mama, won't be back till fall, big fat mama with the meat shake on her bones
Well, aaah, mmm, got to murmur, got to murmur low, mmm No need to holler, I got to murmur low Big fat mama, Lord, meat shake on her bones
Every time the meat shake, fat mouth lose a home, fat mouth lose a home, mmm Time the meat shakes, it's a fat mouth lose a home Time the meat shakes, it's a fat mouth lose a home
Mmm, what's the matter rider? Where did you stay last, where did you stay last night, mmm? What's the matter rider? Where did you stay last night? Hair all down, baby, and you won't treat me right
Crying, canned heat, canned heat, mama, crying, sure, Lord, killing me. Crying, canned heat, mama, sure, Lord killing me. Takes alcorub to take these canned heat blues.
Crying, mama, mama, mama, you know, canned heat killing me. Crying, mama, mama, mama, crying, canned heat is killing me. Canned heat don't kill me, crying, babe, i'll never die.
I woke up, this morning, crying, canned heat 'ourn my bed. Run here, somebody, take these canned heat blues. Run here, somebody, and take these canned heat blues.
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself If I don't carry you, gon' carry somebody else
Cryin', sun gonna shine in my back door someday Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, sun gon' shine in my back door someday And the wind gon' change, gon' blow my blues away
Baby, what makes you do me like you do do do, like you do do do? Don't you hear me now? What makes you do me like you do do do? Now you think you gon' do me like you done poor Cherry Red
Taken the poor boy's money now, sure, Lord, won't take mine Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama? Taken the poor boy's money; sure, Lord, won't take mine Taken the poor boy's money now; sure, Lord, won't take mine
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself If I don't carry you, gon' carry somebody else
Cryin', sun gon' shine, Lord, my back door someday Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama? Lord, sun gon' shine in my back door someday And the wind gon' change, blow my blues away
