|
I pawned my watch, pawned my chain |
|
Pawned my diamond ring |
|
If that don't settle my drunken spree |
|
I'll never get drunk again |
|
It was late last night when Miss Willie come home |
|
She'd made one rap on my door |
|
I said, "Is that you, Miss Willie? I'd like to know |
|
Don't you rap no more" |
|
I love Miss Willie, yes, I do |
|
I love her till the sea go dry |
|
And if I thought she didn't love me |
|
I'd take morphine and die |
|
She's up in her little stockin' feet, tippin' 'cross the floor |
|
Just like she had done before |
|
Yes, and I pawned my clothes, pawned my shoe |
|
I'll never get drunk no more |
|
I begged Miss Willie, down on my knee |
|
To forgive me, if she please |
|
"Well, you done caused me to weep |
|
And you caused me to moan |
|
Done caused me to lose my happy home" |
|
I hollered, "Oh me, oh my |
|
I'll never let another drink go by" |
|
If I thought she didn't love me |
|
I'd take morphine and die |
|
I pawned my watch, pawned my chain |
|
Pawned my diamond ring |
|
And if that don't settle all my drunken spree |
|
Lord, I'll never get drunk again |
