Booze And Blues

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."