Tom Rushen Blues

Laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee
 I laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee
 But when I woke up, Tom Rushen1 was shakin' me
 When you get in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin', hmm
 When you get in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin', hmm
 Tom Rushen will take you, back to the prison house flyin'
 It were late one night, Halloway was gone to bed, hmm
 It were late one night, Halloway was gone to bed, hmm
 Mister Day2 brought whiskey taken from under Halloway's head
 An' it's boozy booze, now, Lord, to cure these blues
 It takes boozy boo', Lord, to cure these blues
 But each day seems like years in the jailhouse where there is no boo'
 I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' around
 I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' around
 If he lose his office now, he's runnin' from town to town
 Let me tell you folksies just how he treated me
 Let me tell you folksies just how he treated me
 Aw, he caught me yellin', I was drunk as I could be