Church Street Blues

been hangin' out of town, in that low down rain
Watchin' good time Charlie friend is driving me insane
Up on shady Charlotte Street the green lights look red
Wish I was back on the farm in my feather bed

Get myself a rockin' chair
To see if I can lose
Them thin dime hard times
Hell on Church Street blues

Found myself a picker friend, he's read yesterday's news
Tear out page twenty-one and stick it in my shoe
Give a nickel to the poor, my good deed for the day
Tear out my own billfold threw it all away

Wish I had some guitar strings, that Old Black Diamond brand
I'd tune up this old Martin box and join myself a band
But I guess I'll just stay right here just pick a little while
Try to make a little change and make all you folks smile