Well I been hangin out up town Lordy in that low down rain

Watching good time Charlie friends is drivin me insane

Up on shady Charlotte Street Lord the green lights look red

I wish that I was back home on the farm in my feather bed

CHORUS:

I got myself a rockin chair to if I could lose

These thin dime hard time hello Church Street Blues

I found myself a picker friend and I read yesterdays news

I folded up page twenty one and I stuck it in my shoes

I gave me a nickel to the poor my good turn for the day

I folded up my old billfold and I threw it away

CHORUS: I got myself…

I wish I had some guitar strings the old black diamond brand

I’d string up this old Martin box and go and join some band

But I guess I’m gonna stay right here and pick and sing awhile

I’ll try to make me a little change and give you folks a smile

CHORUS: I got myself…

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