Poor Rambler Lyrics - High Top Mountain - Sturgill Simpson

Come and gather around me good people 

My life I must reveal 

Well tomorrow might have been different 

and I know how my darling ought to feel 

Well that last time I saw my woman 

She had a wine glass in her hand 

She was drinking down her troubles 

With a low down sorry man 

Well I wrote my Momma a letter 

And I told her I was in jail 

Well she wrote me back in a hurry 

Saying honey I'm gonna come and throw your bail 

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Well I'm a laying around in this old jail house 

Forty dollars will pay my fine 

Pretty women swarming all around me 

Marijuana has destroyed my mind 

Give me cornbread when I'm hungry 

Corn whiskey when I'm dry 

Pretty women swarming all around me 

Sweet Heaven when I die 

Well my Daddy taught me plenty 

And my Momma she taught me more 

She said if I didn't quit my rowdy ways 

I'd have trouble knocking at my door 

When my Earthly trials are over 

Throw my cold dead body in the sea 

Tell that false hearted lover of mine 

That the whales are gonna fuss over me 

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Give me cornbread when I'm hungry 

Corn whiskey when I'm dry 

Pretty women swarming all around me 

Sweet Heaven when I die