Not Satisfied by Jimmie Owens

Jimmie Owens - Not Satisfied; Owens, vocals and lead guitar, E position, standard tuning, capoed, unknown second guitarist, A position, standard tuning.

Lord, I was set in the jailhouse, I wring my hands and cried

I was set in the jailhouse, I wring my hands and cried

I didn't have no blues, I just wasn't satisfied

Lord, these people love me, some of 'em hates me, too

Lord, these people love me, some of 'em hates me, too

They love me when I'm up, hates me for down, out and blue

So doggone hard to be so low-down and out

So doggone hard to be so low-down and out

Lot of these people will signify, don't know what it's all about

Couldn't make no money, jobs so doggone hard to find

Couldn't make no money, jobs so doggone hard to find

Been out of work so long, 'til my pocket just had its first lousy dime

Lord that's the end of my story, just before I blow your town

That's the end of my story, just before I blow your town

I'm leavin' with handcuffs on me, know, Papa's stone wall bound

NOTE: 

Jimmie Owens was a blues singer and guitarist, who was recorded by the Library of Congress while an inmate at State Penitentiary in Richmond, Virginia, in 1936.