Brown's Ferry Blues

Hard luck poppa coming down the lane,
Momma getting Mac his walking cane
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

Throwin it away on the way into town,
See that woman and now he’s down,
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

Hard luck poppa, getting too tired
If you don’t quit drinking you’ll be high as a kite
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

He can drink a block then take a pint
He can walk a block then tackle a lion
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

I walked up to my girl’s old man
And asked him for my true love’s hand
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

He said “you la la little galoot!”
Instead of her hand I got his foot
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

Hard luck poppa standing in the rain
If the world was corn you couldn’t buy grain
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

He runs around in second hand clothes
You can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

The revenue man, he took my gin
I hope he don’t come back again
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

He took my sweetheart with him too
Because he had a little drink or two
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues


Here we are, and here we are
Ramblin, ramblin, here we are
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues

It’s Michael and Tony and Béla and Sam,
And they shouted to me, and thus here we are,
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown’s Ferry Blues