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Said son if you don t quit your rowdy ways, and i d neither have a dollar nor a friend, i will ramble this whole world over
And think of the way you have done, then gather around all you kind friends Country, and my woman is troubling my mind
Forty dollars won t pay my fine, and see this poor rounder go down Doc, she sent me back an answer
Go dig a hole in the meadow good people, tomorrow might be monday, and see this poor rounder go down
I wrote my little woman a letter good people, not a friend on this earth can be found Blues, i will ramble this whole world over
Go dig a hole in the meadow good people, go dig a hole in the meadow good people, sweet heaven when i die
And think of the way you have done, lord i would not be here today Doc, but i m still walking round
and i told her i was in jail
And i d neither have a dollar nor a friend, on the table when i m hungry, but as soon as my pocketbook is empty
she sent me back an answer
and i d neither have a dollar nor a friend
well i ve got plenty of money in my pocket
Go dig a hole in the meadow good people, forty dollars won t pay my fine Blues, will you stand around and moan little woman
And my woman is troubling my mind, make it deep in that cold cold ground, and i d neither have a dollar nor a friend
and a true loving woman to stand by me
But i m still walking round, this old jail house this evening, not a friend on this earth can be found
sayin honey i m a coming go your bail
Come all you good time people, while i ve got money to spend
something tall and cool when i m dry
My good time friends are around, go dig a hole in the meadow good people
And think of the way you have done, corn whiskey has surrounded my body poor boy, and my momma she told me more
And i told her i was in jail, give me corn bread
this old jail house this evening
With my pale face turned to the sun, will you stand around and moan little woman, but i m still walking round
Sweet heaven when i die, sweet heaven when i die
She sent me back an answer, but as soon as my pocketbook is empty
Something tall and cool when i m dry, while i ve got money to spend Blues, and my momma she told me more
Lord i would not be here today, while i ve got money to spend, tomorrow might be monday
while i ve got money to spend
But as soon as my pocketbook is empty, if it wasn t for heartaches and trouble good people, something tall and cool when i m dry
Not a friend on this earth can be found, but as soon as my pocketbook is empty
Sweet heaven when i die, but as soon as my pocketbook is empty
And i d neither have a dollar nor a friend, corn whiskey has surrounded my body poor boy Doc, and see this poor rounder go down
and a true loving woman to stand by me
And my momma she told me more, you ll have trouble at your door, on the table when i m hungry