Funny Paper Smith Corn Whiskey Blues
Now bring me that bottle : and let's have another drink
of booze
Because I can feel something coming : and it seems
something like the blues
I can tell when [I've got the blues, the blues is coming]
: I can't help but feel so lowdown
Then I want to get drunk : and pitch a bugger all over
town
When I start drinking I'm mean and hateful : and I won't
treat nobody right
I just keeps on walking : looking for places where they
fuss and fight
I'm going to keep on drinking : until I find me a good
corn friend
And when I can't find good corn : I'll drink moonshine
again
I've got a girl in Texas : she lives four miles from town
And on account of moonshine : her people don't allow me
around
