by Suddoth
recording of 1924
from Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 2 (1924-1925) (Document 5582), copyright notice
Went to bed last night, and boy I was in my sleep, sleep
I went to bed last night, and I was in my sleep
Woke up this mornin', the police was shakin' me
I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blues as I could be
I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blues as I could be
But that cruel old judge sent my man away from me
They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin'
They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin'
They jailed me sixty days in jail, and money couldn't pay my fine
Sixty days ain't long if you can spend them as you choose
Sixty days ain't long if you can spend them as you choose
But this seems like jail than a cell where there ain't no booze
My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze
My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze
I spend every dime on liquor, got to have the booze to go with these blues
