Blind Lemon Jefferson - Bad Luck Blues

Bad Luck Blues

I wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes,
doggone my bad luck soul,
Wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes;
I mean sufficient, talking about clothes,
Well, I wanna go home, but I ain't got sufficient clothes.

I bet my money, and I lost it, Lord, it's so,
doggone my bad luck soul, Mmm,
lost it, ain't it so?
mean lost it, speakin' about so, now,
I'll never bet on the deuce-trey-queen no more.

"Mama, I can't gamble." "Son, why don't you quit tryin'?"
Doggone my bad luck soul,
"Mmm, why don't you quit tryin'?
"Why don't you quit, I mean tryin'?" "
"That joker stole off with that long-haired brown of mine."

Sugar, you catch the Katy, I'll catch that Santa Fe,
doggone my bad luck soul,
Sugar, you catch that Katy and I'll catch that Santa Fe;
I mean the Santy, speakin' about Fe,
When you get in Denver, pretty mama, look around for me.

The woman I love's 'bout five feet from the ground,
doggone my bad luck soul,
Hey, five feet from the ground;
Five feet from the, I mean ground,
She's a tailor-made woman, she ain't no hand-me-down.

I ain't seen my sugar in three long weeks today,
doggone my bad luck soul,
I ain't seen my sugar, three long weeks today;
Three long weeks to- I mean day, girl,
It's been so long, seems like my heart's gonn' break.