Tom Rushen Blues Lyrics - The Complete Recordings: 1929-34 - Charley Patton

Laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee 

I laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee 

But when I woke up, Tom Rushen1 was shakin' me 

When you get in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin', hmm 

When you get in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin', hmm 

Tom Rushen will take you, back to the prison house flyin' 

It were late one night, Halloway was gone to bed, hmm 

It were late one night, Halloway was gone to bed, hmm 

Mister Day2 brought whiskey taken from under Halloway's head 

An' it's boozy booze, now, Lord, to cure these blues 

It takes boozy boo', Lord, to cure these blues 

But each day seems like years in the jailhouse where there is no boo' 

I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' around 

I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' around 

If he lose his office now, he's runnin' from town to town 

Let me tell you folksies just how he treated me 

Let me tell you folksies just how he treated me 

Aw, he caught me yellin', I was drunk as I could be