those poor bastards - poor rambler lyrics
come on all, you good time people
well i still have money to spend
tomorrow might be monday
and i neither have a dollar or a friend
when i had plenty of money
my friends were all staying around
but as soon as my pockets were empty
not a friend nor deserve or could be found
and it’s all around this jail+house
forty dollars will pay my fine
corn (?) around in my body
pretty women are trouble in my mind
if i had a+listened to my momma
i wouldn’t end up here today
a+laying around this jail+house
just sleeping my life away
give mе corn when i’m hungry
give whiskey whеn i’m dry
give green backs when i’m hard+o
sweet heaven when i die
dig a hole, dig a hole in the mud+o
dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
go and dig me a hole in the mud+o
and just watch this poor ramble go down
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