Bind Lemon Jefferson (vocal, guitar)
(Paramount 12692B) Chicago, C.August 1928
A Happy New Year, forks,to each and everybody.
I'm thinkin' about the year of nineteen and twenty-nine.
I'm thinkin' about the year of nineteen and twenty-nine.
New Year caught me with amount of money, and, man, I was doin' really fine.
I was lyin' down with my baby, we had one small quart of gin.
I was lyin' down with my baby, we had a small quart of gin.
That old doorbell kept a-ringin' I would'nt leave nobody come in.
The whistle was blowin' for New Year around twelve o'clock at night.
The whistle was blowin' for New Year around twelve o'clock at night.
I lied down happy with my baby, untill the good Lord broke daylight.
Early one New Year mornin', I was walkin' down by the mill.
I said, early one New Year moanin', I wandered down by the mill.
Every man likes his liquor, when the gets it fresh from the still.
I hate to drink on New Year, for this whisky they're makin' is too strong.
I say, I hate to drink on New Year, this whisky they're makin' is too strong.
Because when I take two or three drinks, I'll be drunk the whole day long.
Hurry up with that Santa Claus. Bring him on around here.
trippy shit
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