Brown's Ferry Blues (Alton Delmore)


Hard luck papa counting his toes
you can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord, Lord, I got those Brown's Ferry blues

Hard luck papa done lost his stuff
the trouble is he's played too rough
Lord, Lord, I got those Brown's Ferry blues

Two old maids a-sitting in the sand
each one wishin' that the other was a man

Two old maids done lost their style
if you want to be lucky you got to smile

Early to bed and early to rise
and your girl goes out with other guys

If you don't believe me try it yourself
I tried it and I got left

Hard luck papa standin' in the rain
if the world was corn he couldn't buy grain

Hard luck papa standin' in the snow
his knees knock together but he's raring to go

I got a girl in Cumberland Gap
she's got a boy that called me pap

I don't smoke and I don't chew
and I don't go with that girl adieu