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