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