Mill Town Blues

lint is in his lungs dust in his clothes and shoes don't make enough to starve on Charlie's got the rambling blues in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down in South
13 hour shifts and when the week is through if you even made a dollar you end up owing two in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down South
Posey plays the fiddle Charlie plays the five sing the Piedmont Blues just to stay alive in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down in South
run in with the law spend the night in jail sing the jailor's favorite song instead of posting bail in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down in South
he might flag a ride or jump an old caboose anywhere is fine he don't have a lot to lose in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down South
when you hear that whistle blow Charlie will be gone he's betting all he's got on his banjo and a song in a mill town, in a mill town in a mill town, way down South