Jailhouse Blues by Sleepy John Estes

Jailhouse Blues - Sleepy John Estes; Robert Lee McCoy, harmonica and guitar.

Now, I was settin' in jail, with my eyes all full of tears
Now, I was settin' in jail, with my eyes all full of tears
You know I'm glad I didn't get lifetime, boys, and I escaped the electric chair

Now, I consulted lawyers, and I know durned well I was wrong
Now, I consulted lawyers, and I know durned well I was wrong
You know I couldn't get a white man in Brownsville, yes, to even say they would go
my bond

Now, the sheriff, he arrested me, and he marched me 'round in front of the circuit court
Now, the sheriff, he arrested me, you know he marched me 'round in front of the circuit court
You know I knowed this thing was gettin' kind of squirrelly, I heard the city judge when he cleared up his throat.

"Now, no more stew bowl, yes, and neither no more white rice
"Now, no more stew bowl, yes, and neither no more white rice
Now, y'all need not be uneasy, you won't have to take the workhouse advice."