What can a poor man do you know when the blues keep bothering him around

What can a poor man do you know when the blues keep bothering him around

Give him a half pint of good liquor and sit down and drink it all down

You know sometimes I feel I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline

You know sometimes I feel I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline

Strikin' me a match and blow myself up in steam

I feel I'm gonna move on back down south

You know where the water tastes like cherry wine

I feel I'm gonna move on back down south

You know where the water tastes like cherry wine

Because this crap of whiskey and water tastes to me like turpentine