Luyện nghe bài hát High Sheriff Blues

Get in at Belzoni, there ain't no use a-screamin'
And
Get in trouble in Belzoni, ain't no use a-screamin'
And
Mr. Will will take you, back to jailhouse flyin'

Le' me tell you folksies, how he me
Le' me tell you folksies, how he me
An' he put me in a cellar, just as as it could be

I laid one evenin', Mr. Purvis was standin' 'round
There I laid one evenin', Mr. Purvis was 'round
Mr. Purvis told Mr. to, let poor Charley down

It takes booze and blues, Lord, to carry me
Takes and blues, Lord, to carry me through
But it did seem like years, in a jailhouse where is
No

I got up one mornin', awe, hmm
I got up one mornin', mighty bad, hmm
An' it might not a-been Belzoni jail I had
(Blues I had, boys)

While I was in trouble, ain't no use
When I was in prison, it ain't no use and

Mr. the onliest man could, ease that pain of mine