Trouble That I'm In
I went down to Nashville
Rode that L and N
Seen that pretty gal standin' there
Dropped my tongue down to my chin
'Cause she's so fine
I was right on time
She took me down to 2nd street
She said, "I'll be right back"
I waited there for seven weeks
Then got back on the track
Now we're through
And I'm so blue
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
There's a long lonely road
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Way down south in Louisville
They showed me to the door
They hadn't seen a railroad bum
Since 1924
Rich folk's town
They don't need me 'round
The police came and got me (come on, son)
They dropped me way downtown
Guilty for this vagrancy
And now I'm prison-bound
Up on the hill
In Louisville
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road (boys)
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
If you're ever in Birmingham
You know where I'll be found
Standin' in line at the CCC
Signin' my name down
On the dotted line
Puttin' in my dime
So put away your whiskey, boys
Throw down your gamblin' cards
Quit sellin' that corn liquor, boys
And sleepin' in freight yards
In every town
They'll run you down
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road
I'll be travelling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Rode that L and N
Seen that pretty gal standin' there
Dropped my tongue down to my chin
'Cause she's so fine
I was right on time
She took me down to 2nd street
She said, "I'll be right back"
I waited there for seven weeks
Then got back on the track
Now we're through
And I'm so blue
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
There's a long lonely road
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Way down south in Louisville
They showed me to the door
They hadn't seen a railroad bum
Since 1924
Rich folk's town
They don't need me 'round
The police came and got me (come on, son)
They dropped me way downtown
Guilty for this vagrancy
And now I'm prison-bound
Up on the hill
In Louisville
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road (boys)
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
If you're ever in Birmingham
You know where I'll be found
Standin' in line at the CCC
Signin' my name down
On the dotted line
Puttin' in my dime
So put away your whiskey, boys
Throw down your gamblin' cards
Quit sellin' that corn liquor, boys
And sleepin' in freight yards
In every town
They'll run you down
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road
I'll be traveling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Oh, no, the trouble that I'm in
Good times are over, I got whiskers on my chin
And there's a long lonely road
I'll be travelling
So long, tell my troubles to the wind
Credits
Writer(s): Ketch Secor, Willie Watson
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