Another quick and dirty transcription right off the "Me and My Whiskey" 78 by Robert Hicks (Barbecue Bob). Not really sure about line 11. Here goes:
"Me and My Whiskey" (1929)
When I'm in my whiskey
I don't care what I say
When I'm in my whiskey
I don't care what I say
'Cause me and my whiskey
We gonna have our way
Please tell me, Mama, what
Kind of lovin' you crave
Ah tell me Mama what
Kind of lovin' you crave
I've got the title of a
Seven different ways
I'm down here in Atlanta
Where the womens they all know me
I'm down here in Atlanta
Where the women all knows me
I'm going up about Detroit, get me
A new girl you ain't seen
Don't you never want
New lovin' sometime?
Ah, don't you never want
New lovin' sometime?
They move a little different, but
It's all the same old thing
Don't let your gal fix you
Like my gal fixed me
Don't let your gal fix you
Like my gal fixed me
She made me love her, now she
Way down in Tennessee
Wild women Out West
Where I so long to be
They tell me wild women Out West
Where I so long to be
Wild women and whiskey can
Make a fool out of me
Today's Rune: Defense.
1 comment:
As an ex-drinking man, I love songs about liquor.
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