Dock Boggs Country Blues Lyrics - Shine Eyed Mister Zen - Kelly Joe Phelps

come all you good time people 

while I've got money to spend 

tomorrow might be monday 

and I never have a dollar nor a friend 

when I had plenty of money, good people 

all my friends 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 

my papa taught me a plenty, good people 

my mama taught me more 

if I don't quit my lowdown rowdy ways 

I'm gonna have more trouble at my door 

I wrote my woman a letter, good people 

and I told her I was in jail 

she wrote me back an answer 

said now honey I'm soon come and go your bail 

all around this old jail house is haunted, good people 

forty dollars won't pay my fine 

corn liquor surrounds my body 

and pretty women aching my mind 

if I would've listened to my mama, good people 

I wouldn't have been here today 

drinking and shooting and gambling 

at home I could not stay 

dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow 

dig a hole in the ground 

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

you can come and see the way you have done 

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

corn whisky when I'm dry 

pretty women surrounding my body 

and bring me heaven when I die