High Sheriff Blues Lyrics - Charley Patton

Get in trouble at Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin' 

And cryin' 

Get in trouble in Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin' 

And cryin' 

Mr. Will will take you, back to Belzoni jailhouse flyin' 

Le' me tell you folksies, how he treated me 

Le' me tell you folksies, how he treated me 

An' he put me in a cellar, just as dark as it could be 

There I laid one evenin', Mr. Purvis was standin' 'round 

There I laid one evenin', Mr. Purvis was standin' 'round 

Mr. Purvis told Mr. Will to, let poor Charley down 

It takes booze and blues, Lord, to carry me through 

Takes booze and blues, Lord, to carry me through 

But it did seem like years, in a jailhouse where there is 

No boo' 

I got up one mornin', feelin' awe, hmm 

I got up one mornin', feelin' mighty bad, hmm 

An' it might not a-been them Belzoni jail I had 

(Blues I had, boys) 

While I was in trouble, ain't no use a-screamin' 

When I was in prison, it ain't no use a-screamin and 

Cryin' 

Mr. Purvis the onliest man could, ease that pain of mine