Blind Willie McTell

Blind Willie McTell - Bell Street Blues songtekst

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I live down in Bell Street Alley : just as drunk as I 
can be
Seem like them Bell Street Crow Janes : have done got 
rough with me
I drink so much Bell Street whiskey : they won't sell 
[McTell, poor boy] no more
I've got the *cavenglass* boys : playing all around my 
door
This Bell Street whiskey : make you sleep all in your 
clothes
And when you wake up next morning : feel like you done 
laid outdoors
You can get booze down on Bell Street : for two bits 
and half a *throw*
They'll make you *send* out your mother and father : to 
just break down the jailhouse door
Walked in my room : the other night
Man come in : he want to fight
Took my gun : my right hand
 : I don't want to kill no man
When I said that : he rapped me across my head
The first shot I fired : then the man fell dead
Bell street whiskey : drove me to the county jail
Got me laying back here on my bunk : nobody in the 
world to go my bail
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