Country Blues 创作者：
Charlie Parr

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调：C major

Intro 1

Verse 1
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Come all you good time people
Well, I've got money to spend
Tomorrow might be mornin'
I need to have a darlin' or a friend
Well, when I got plenty of
money for people
Well, my friends all gather round
As soon as my pocketbook is empty
Not a friend on this earth can be found
Well, my pappy taught me
a plenty good people
Well, my mammy taught me
Said, son, if you don't
quit your rowdy way
You got trouble at your door
Well, the last time I seen my woman
The people had a wine glass in her hand
She was drinkin' down her sorrow
With her lowdown sorry man
Well, I wrote my good woman a letter now,
people
I told her I was in hell
She wrote me back and answered her
Said, honey, I'm a -comin' to go your way
All around this old jailhouse you see me good,
people
Forty dollars won't pay my fine
Corn whiskey has surrounded my body
Poor boy, ready when I'm done
Troubling my mind
Give me cornbread when I'm hungry
Now we pull corn whiskey when I'm dry
Give me grain bags when I'm hot
sweet heaven when I die
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Well if I had a lesson
to my mom on good people
Well I would not have been
here today
But a drinkin' and a shootin'
and gamblin'
At home I cannot stay
Go and dig me a hole in the middle,
good people
Go and dig me a hole in the ground
Come gather round, all you kind friends
And see this old town to go down
Well, when I am dead and buried, good people,
with my pale face turned to the sun, you can
gather round all you women and
think the way you've done.