Dock Boggs Country Blues (Album Version) - Kelly Joe Phelps

Come all you good time people oh

Yeah while I've got that money to spend

Tomorrow might be Monday

And I never have a dollar nor a friend

Yeah when I had plenty of money good people

All my friends they would gather around

Just soon as my pocket book was empty

Not a friend on earth could be found

The last time I saw my little woman good people

Had a wine glass in her hand

She's drinking away all her troubles

With a lowdown sorry man

Yeah my papa taught me a plenty good people

Though my mama taught me more

If I don't quit my lowdown rowdy ways

Yeah I'm gonna have more trouble at my door

Yeah I wrote my woman a letter good people

And I told her I has in jail

She wrote me back an answer

Said honey I'm soon come and go your bail

Oh all around this old jail house is haunted good people

Forty dollars won't pay my fine

Even corn liquor surrounds my body

Oh and pretty women aching my mind

If I would've listened to my mama good people

Yeah I wouldn't have been here today

Yeah drinking and shooting and gambling

And at home I could not stay

Oh dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow

Come on

Dig a hole in the ground

Yeah when I'm dead and buried my pale face turned toward the sun

You can come and see the way you have done

Yeah give me corn bread when I'm hungry good people

Corn whisky when I'm dry

Pretty women surrounding my body

Oh and bring me heaven when I die