Goin' to take my gal to a social dance, but I didn't have no seat in my pants
Give me four dollars, take me in, I took the four dollars and I bought some gin
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I tore my hair and I walked the street, I wanted to whip everyone I meet
'Long came John, who's my best friend, cut his head 'til it was a sin
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I shot some craps to my disgrace, I run everybody out the place
Dice was loaded, made me sore, I left four hustlers lyin' on the floor
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I went to church to do the holy roll, grabbed me a sister to convert her soul
Two minutes later the preacher came in, she stopped rollin' with me, started rollin' with him
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I took my cow to the doctor man, somethin' 'bout her I couldn't understand
I milked her good, 'bout half past ten, didn't give nothin' but a bucket of gin
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I tore up all my good gal's clothes, didn't mean to do it, the good Lord knows
My landlady is a good old soul, I even took some of her sweet jellyroll
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
I went downtown, 'bout half past four, stole two hot dogs from a butcher's store
Got locked up, the judge he said, "Take six months to clear your head."
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
The jailhouse step was slick as glass, I tried to run away got shot in the
Yes, I told my gal to bring me beer, get me some money if she had to sell a little coal
CHORUS: The gin done done it, all doggone it, the gin made a fool outa me
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NOTE:
Pigmeat Pete and Catjuice Charlie is a pseudonym on Columbia "for Kid Wesley Wilson [i.e. Wesley Wilson] and Harry McDaniels, and probably others [...]" (Blues and gospel records 1890-1943 (1997), p. 721).