Way Downtown




Way downtown just fooling around,
They took me to the jail,
Oh me and it's oh my,
No one to go my bail.


It was late last night when Willie came home,
I heard him a-rapping on the door,
He's a slipping and a sliding with them new shoes on,
Momma said Willie don't you rap no more.


I wish I was over at my sweet Sally's house,
Sitting in that big arm chair,
One arm around my old guitar,
And the other one around my dear.


Now this one old shirt is 'bout all that I got,
And a dollar is all that I crave,
I brought nothing with me into this old world,
Ain't gonna take nothing to my grave.

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