Hard Luck Blues

[Verse 1]
Things were gettin' mighty rough in Oklahoma
And I liked to starve to death in Tennessee
Someone said there's lotsa work way down in Georgia
I thought I'd take me down and see

[Verse 2]
Well, I musta been the poorest man in Georgia
And the taste of food was just a memory
Standin' in the rain a-lookin' through this window
And I swear this is what I see

[Verse 3]
Well, this bum worse than me was a-takin' money
And the guy that run the place was on the floor
Well I knew the thing to do was to take off runnin'
But I just can't run no more

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
Well, if you think they came and got me, well, you guessed it
Locked me up, that's just exactly what they did
And that bum that killed the man took the money
Well, I guess he went and hid

[Verse 5]
Well, they finally made their mind I didn't do it
After 20 years of sittin' in a cell
Now, if anybody ever mentions Georgia
I'ma gonna say I'd rather go to-

[Verse 6]
Well, they say there's lotsa work in Louisiana
So I think I'll take me down there and see
But if they've got a chain gang in New Orleans
That's the last you'll ever see of me