Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Bill Staines
Got enough money (to) make one more call
Gotta get through to my Dixie doll
I got the blues
The Red Clay Country blues
I got the blues
I just seem to lose
I seem to lose;
I gotta get back home
I got the Red Clay Country blues
I've got a dime in my hand, I sing a lonesome song
Heave knows, pal, I've been away so long
I got the blues
The Red Clay Country blues
I got the blues
I just seem to lose
I seem to lose;
I gotta get back home
I got the Red Clay Country blues
[yodeling]
Now I'vе gambled on over in reno
II playеd cards in Santa Fe
And I got hurt, almost lost my shirt
And I nearly didn't get away
I'm going down that road a-holding out my thumb
Everybody's staring at the highway bum
I got the blues
The Red Clay Country blues
I got the blues
I just seem to lose
I seem to lose;
I gotta get back home
I got the Red Clay Country blues
Yes I got enough money, make one more call
Gotta get through to my Dixie doll
I got the blues
The Red Clay Country blues
I got the blues
I seem to lose
I seem to lose;
I gotta get back home
I got the Red Clay Country blues
[yodeling]
Red Clay Country Blues was written by Bill Staines.
“I remember one of my first trips to the south; it was a camping trip.
Three days in the rain and red clay. It was a little like tenting in liquid brick,
and when it dried, your clothes could stand up by themselves.” – Liner notes