Went to bed last night
And boy I was in my sleep
I went to bed last night
And I was in my sleep
I woke up this mornin',
The police was shakin' me
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
Well that cruel old judge
Sent my man away from me
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They jailed me sixty days in jail
And money couldn't pay my fine
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
But this seems like jail than
A cell where there ain't no booze
My life is all a misery
When I cannot get my booze
I spend every dime on liquor,
Got to have the booze to go with these blues."
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Went to bed last night
And boy I was in my sleep
I went to bed last night
And I was in my sleep
I woke up this mornin',
The police was shakin' me
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
Well that cruel old judge
Sent my man away from me
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They jailed me sixty days in jail
And money couldn't pay my fine
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
But this seems like jail than
A cell where there ain't no booze
My life is all a misery
When I cannot get my booze
I spend every dime on liquor,
Got to have the booze to go with these blues."
And boy I was in my sleep
I went to bed last night
And I was in my sleep
I woke up this mornin',
The police was shakin' me
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
I went to the jailhouse,
Drunk and blue as I could be
Well that cruel old judge
Sent my man away from me
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They carried me to the courthouse,
Lordy, how I was cryin'
They jailed me sixty days in jail
And money couldn't pay my fine
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
Sixty days ain't long if you
Can spend them as you choose
But this seems like jail than
A cell where there ain't no booze
My life is all a misery
When I cannot get my booze
I spend every dime on liquor,
Got to have the booze to go with these blues."
Writer: T. GUY SUDDOTH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group