Tom Rushen Blues - Alvin Youngblood Hart

It was late last night, hopin' I would have my peace

It was late last night, hopin' I would have my peace

Say, when I woke up, Tom Rushen was shakin' me

When you get in trouble, ain’t no use to scream and cry

When you get in trouble, ain’t no use to scream and cry

Tom Rushen take you back to the jail house fly

Oh boozy booze, help me to cure these blues

Oh boozy booze, help me to kill these blues

Every day seem like murder in a jailhouse where there ain’t no boo'

It was late last night, Halloway was gone to bed

It was late last night, Halloway was gone to bed

Tom Rushen took the whiskey out from under Halloway’s head

It was late last night, hopin' I would have my peace

It was late last night, hopin' I would have my peace

But when I woke up, Tom Rushen was shakin' me

When you get in trouble, ain’t no use to scream and cry

When you get in trouble, ain’t no use to scream and cry

Tom Rushen sendin' you back to the jail house fly