Booze and Blues

Went to bed last night, and folks, I was in my dream

I went to bed last night and I was in my dream

Woke up this mornin', the police were shakin' me

I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blue as I could be

I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blue as I could be

But this cruel old judge sent my man away from me

They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin'

They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin'

They gave me sixty days in jail and money couldn't pay my fine

Sixty days ain't long when you can spend them as you choose

Sixty days ain't long when you can spend them as you choose

But they seem like years in a cell where there ain't no booze

My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze

My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze

I can't live without my liquor, gotta have the booze to cure these blues