Robert Nighthawk - Bricks In My Pillow (1149-1); recorded October 25, 1952; Robert Nighthawk, vocals, guitar, Bob Call (or Curtis Jones), piano, Ransom Knowling, bass, Unknown, drums.
I've got bricks In my pillow
And my head can't rest no more
I've got bricks in my pillow mama
And my head can't rest no more
Spiders crawlin' on my walls
Black snakes lyin' around on my floor
I've got mud in my water mama
Big boll weevils in my meal
I've got mud in my water mama
Big boll weevils in my meal
I've got tacks in my shoes
Keep on stickin' me in the heel
I've got tacks in my shoes
Keep on stickin' me in the heel
I've got mud in my water
I've got drugs all in my tea
I've got mud in my water
I've got drugs all in my tea
I've got bugs in my beer
And they keep on biting me
Well, I feel like walkin'
And I feel like lyin' down
Well, I feel like walkin' mama
And I feel like lyin' down
Well, I feel like drinkin'
But there ain't no liquor 'round
Don't you hear that bell ringin' mama?
Don't you hear that whistle blow?
Don't you hear that bell ringin' mama?
Don't you hear that whistle blow?
Well, I feel like leavin'
But don't know no place to go