Blind Lemon Jefferson

Blind Lemon Jefferson - Lock Step Blues lyrics

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I used to take my feet : in a midnight tramp
Now they got me : doing a different kind of dance
I couldn't keep away from [wild, bad] women : bad 
[liquor, whiskey] cards and dice
Now I'm doing the lock?step baby : things ain't going so 
nice
It don't matter to me : whether it sunshine snow or rains
Because I can't go gay cutting : and carry a ball and 
chain
Mean old jailor : taking away my dancing shoes
I can't strut my stuff : when I got those lock?step blues
Big rats in my cell : keeps me woke all night
My woman done turned me down : and I don't think that's 
right
Every morning : I walk down that big long hall
I'm screaming for my mama : can't make no time at all
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Language: English

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