Hard luck papa comin down the lane
Mama give him back his walkin' cane
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Throwed it away and he went to town
To see that woman and now he's down
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Hard luck papa gettin'too tired
If hen do't quit drinkin' he'll be higher'n a kite
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He's drinkin' that block and tackle kind
He can walk a block and tackle a lion
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
I walked up to my girl's old man
And I asked him for my true love's hand
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He said, "You la-la-little galoot"
And instead of her hand , I got his foot
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Hard luck papa standin'in the rain
If the word was corn, he couldn't buy a grain
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He runs around in second-hand clothes
You can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Revenue man took my gin
I hope they won't come back again
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Took my sweetie with them too
Cause she'd had a little drink or two
Lord Lord I got them Brown's Ferry blues
( he said that's why he took her )