Country Blues Joachim Cooder

[Verse 1]
Come all you good time people
While I've got money to spend
Tomorrow might be Monday
And I neither have a dollar nor no friend

[Verse 2]
When I had plenty of money, good people
I had friends for miles [?] yes, I did
Just soon as my pocketbook was empty
Not a friend or a dollar to be found

[Verse 3]
The last time I've seen my little woman, good people
She had a wine glass in her hand
She was drinking down her troubles
With a lowdown sorry man

[Verse 4]
So dig a hole in the meadow, good people
Go dig a hole in the ground
And come around, all you good people
And see this poor rounder go down

[Verse 5]
When I'm dead and buried
My pale face turned toward the sun
You can come around and mourn, little woman
And think the way you have done