Church Street Blues
I 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