Lyrics Whiskey Selling Woman.lrc Lucille Bogan
[id: pnvllxus]
[ar: Lucille Bogan]
[al: Volume 1]
[ti: Whiskey Selling Woman]
[length: 03:11]
[00:03.46]Ah, I’m gettin’ sloppy drunk today!
[00:09.53]I feel superstitions, somethin’s goin’ on wrong
[00:19.77]I feel superstitions, somethin’s goin’ on wrong
[00:29.82]I’ve got my house full of beer, and my backyard full of corn
[00:39.76]I’ve got four cases, tomorrow at that county jail
[00:49.70]I’ve got four cases, tomorrow at that county jail
[00:59.97]And two is for my whisky, and two is for my forfeit bail
[01:09.73]The judge he said, put a padlock on my door
[01:19.86]The judge he said, put a padlock on my door
[01:29.46]And I can’t sell whisky, and I can’t give parties no more
[01:39.51]I will sell my whisky, to the chief of police in town
[01:49.09]I will sell my whisky, to the chief of police in town
[01:59.23]And if he don’t like my whisky, he’s welcome to ride me down
[02:09.12]If I had a thousand dollars, judge, I’d take my way
[02:19.27]If I had a thousand dollars, judge, I’d take my way, hey, hey
[02:28.82]And I would make this whole town, sloppy drunk one day
[02:38.53]I would build me a still, on every street in this town
[02:48.54]I would build me a still, on every street in this town
[02:58.23]And I wouldn’t allow police, 18 miles around
[03:10.29]Year of Release: 1993