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No Good Troublin Ways

from Lonesome Songs for Lovesick Dogs by Jim Watson

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Oh Lordy, Lordy
I drank my fill
Half a dozen more
I'm buried up on the hill
And I've been feelin'
Just like a dirty dog
Make my home in some ol hollow log

Drinkin' holes in my pockets
Dancin' holes in my shoes
Back to singing these
Broke and lonely blues
And I ain't got but 2 dollars to my name
If I had a million more these blues would still be the same

Well I went to go a-fishin
In the fishin' hole
But the water was too shallow
And I forgot my pole
All the fish they were a jumpin' and laughin' at me on the shore
I hung my head says I can't take no more

The sun seemed to go down oh so soon
Next thing I know I'm drinking and howlin' at the moon
And I musta got a pint from every stranger in the bar
That lonely mornin' seemed so very far

Mornin' time came
I'm as lonely as can be
The birds they were a-jumpin'
And I heard 'em say to me
Boy you know you got to quit your troublin' ways
Cause they ain't no high times low down in your grave

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from Lonesome Songs for Lovesick Dogs, released March 27, 2018

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