Blues in the Bottle
By Mance Lipscomb (1970)
On album Texas Country Blues (2002), Pure! Texas Country Blues (2002), The Best of Mance Lipscomb (2009)
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Blues in the bottle, blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand, doggone you
Blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand
Now if you want to be my woman, you got to come under my command
You couldn't stand it, you couldn't stand it, oughta stayed at home doggone you
You couldn't stand it, you oughta stayed at home
Pick up chips for your grandma, work on your grandpa's farm
Ah, baby, oh baby, where did you stay last night, doggone you
Tell me baby, where did you stay last night
You never come home this morning till the sun was shinin' bright
She say daddy, looka here daddy, don't you raise no sand, doggone you
Looka here daddy, don't you raise no sand
I don't ask you 'bout no woman, don't you ask me 'bout my man
If I had my pistol, I had my pistol, you down in the woods, pretty mama
If I had my pistol, mama in the woods
I'd shoot you up so bad, you couldn't do your man no good
Jog on the rabbit, jog up the rabbit, run him one solid mile, oh lord
Jog up the rabbit, run him a solid mile
Know that rabbit got down, cried like a child
Don't come tomorrow, don't come tomorrow, next day'll be my goal, doggone gal
Don't come tomorrow, next day'll be my goal
I'm goin' up the road, say 'bout a mile or so
Blues in the bottle, blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand, doggone you
Blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand
Now if you want to be my woman, you got to come under my command
Blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand
Now if you want to be my woman, you got to come under my command
You couldn't stand it, you couldn't stand it, oughta stayed at home doggone you
You couldn't stand it, you oughta stayed at home
Pick up chips for your grandma, work on your grandpa's farm
Ah, baby, oh baby, where did you stay last night, doggone you
Tell me baby, where did you stay last night
You never come home this morning till the sun was shinin' bright
She say daddy, looka here daddy, don't you raise no sand, doggone you
Looka here daddy, don't you raise no sand
I don't ask you 'bout no woman, don't you ask me 'bout my man
If I had my pistol, I had my pistol, you down in the woods, pretty mama
If I had my pistol, mama in the woods
I'd shoot you up so bad, you couldn't do your man no good
Jog on the rabbit, jog up the rabbit, run him one solid mile, oh lord
Jog up the rabbit, run him a solid mile
Know that rabbit got down, cried like a child
Don't come tomorrow, don't come tomorrow, next day'll be my goal, doggone gal
Don't come tomorrow, next day'll be my goal
I'm goin' up the road, say 'bout a mile or so
Blues in the bottle, blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand, doggone you
Blues in the bottle, stopper in my hand
Now if you want to be my woman, you got to come under my command
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