Jake Walk Blues
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Jay Farrar & Anders Parker
Contact Publisher - Woody Guthrie Publications/BMG Chrysalis
I might drink likker an’ I might drink rum
Might drink lemonade and buttermilk some
But here’s my drink which I always choose
I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with th’ Jake Walk Blues.
I got me a Mama down in New Orleans
She’s long and tall, she’s keen I mean;
I lost my womern, I’m a singing the Blues,
I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues.
I cain’t eat an’ I cain’t talk
Been a drinkin’ that Jake an’ now I cain’t walk
Lost my clothes, money, an' shoes
I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues.
Down in Texas there is a moonshine
Jamaica Ginger make you paralyzed
I won’t let that trouble my mind
I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues.
If you don’t want me, gimme your left hand
Gonna take a jug to my buryin’ land
Legs are stiff like a new pair of shoes
I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues.
© Copyright Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc, Grain Elevator Songs & No Disciple Music (BMI)
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