Bad Luck Blues

I wanna go home and I aint got sufficient clothes
Doggone my bad luck soul
Wanna go home and I aint got sufficient clothes
I mean sufficient, talking about clothes
Well, I wanna go home, but I aint got sufficient clothes
I bet my money and I lost it, Lord, its so
Doggone my bad luck soul
Mmm, lost it, aint it so?
I mean lost it, speakin about so, now
Ill never bet on the deuce-trey-queen no more
Mama, I cant gamble, son, why dont you quit tryin?
Doggone my bad luck soul
Mmm, why dont you quit tryin?
Why dont you quit, I mean tryin?
That joker stole off with that long-haired brown of mine
Sugar, you catch the Katy, Ill catch that Santa Fe
Doggone my bad luck soul
Sugar, you catch that Katy and Ill catch that Santa Fe
I mean the Santy, speakin about Fe
When you get in Denver, pretty mama, look around for me
The woman I loves bout five feet from the ground
Doggone my bad luck soul
Hey, five feet from the ground
Five feet from the, I mean ground
Shes a tailor-made woman, she aint no hand-me-down
I aint seen my sugar in three long weeks today
Doggone my bad luck soul
I aint seen my sugar, three long weeks today
Three long weeks to, I mean day, girl
Its been so long, seems like my hearts gonn break
Im gonna run cross town, catch that southbound Santa Fe
Doggone my bad luck soul
Mmm, Lord, that Santa Fe
I mean the Santy, speakin about Fe
Be on my way to what they call lovin Tennessee