Bad Luck Blues

I wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes
 I mean sufficient, talking about clothes
 Well, I wanna go home, but I ain't got sufficient clothes
 I bet my money and I lost it, Lord, it's so
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Mmm, lost it, ain't it so?
 I mean lost it, speakin' about so, now
 I'll never bet on the deuce-trey-queen no more
 Mama, I can't gamble, son, why don't you quit tryin'?
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Mmm, why don't you quit tryin'?
 Why don't you quit, I mean tryin'?
 That joker stole off with that long-haired brown of mine
 Sugar, you catch the Katy, I'll catch that Santa Fe
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Sugar, you catch that Katy and I'll catch that Santa Fe
 I mean the Santy, speakin' about Fe
 When you get in Denver, pretty mama, look around for me
 The woman I love's 'bout five feet from the ground
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Hey, five feet from the ground
 Five feet from the, I mean ground
 She's a tailor-made woman, she ain't no hand-me-down
 I ain't seen my sugar in three long weeks today
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 I ain't seen my sugar, three long weeks today
 Three long weeks to, I mean day, girl
 It's been so long, seems like my heart's gonn' break
 I'm gonna run 'cross town, catch that southbound Santa Fe
 Doggone my bad luck soul
 Mmm, Lord, that Santa Fe
 I mean the Santy, speakin' about Fe
 Be on my way to what they call lovin' Tennessee