Lyric Lonesome Jail Blues (1926)
The jailhouse, is a lonesome place.
The jailhouse, is a lonesome place.
When the jailer, slams the door in your face.
It will be a great day when, someone will come and take my place.
It ll be a great day when, somebody comes to take my place.
Because I m tired of, the door slammin in my face.
I wake up every morning, with the risin sun.
I wake up every morning, with the risin sun.
Wondering if some no good man, has led my baby wrong.
The jailhouse, is a killin place.
The jailhouse, is a lonesome place.
The only thing that worries me, I ll be cryin , keep slammin this door in my face.
The jailhouse, is a lonesome place.
When the jailer, slams the door in your face.
It will be a great day when, someone will come and take my place.
It ll be a great day when, somebody comes to take my place.
Because I m tired of, the door slammin in my face.
I wake up every morning, with the risin sun.
I wake up every morning, with the risin sun.
Wondering if some no good man, has led my baby wrong.
The jailhouse, is a killin place.
The jailhouse, is a lonesome place.
The only thing that worries me, I ll be cryin , keep slammin this door in my face.
