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​Corn Liquor Blues

This song is by Lewis Black and appears on the compilation Country Blues Collector's Items (1924-1928) (1994).

Oh, listen hey, hey, corn liquor in my bones
I said, hi, hi, hi, hi, corn liquor in my bones

Now, I'll help you, you gals, and get me a barrel
I'm gwonna make corn liquor for to take care of you gals
And it's hey, hey, hey, get me a barrel
I'm gwonna make corn liquor, just to take care of you gals

I went home last night, about a-half past four,
I seen corn liquor runnin' out my back door, and it's-a
Mama, what's the matter now?
What's the matter now?

Now, pick me up mama, put me, me in the bed
Corn liquor's gone all through your sweet daddy's head, and it's
All through my head
All through my head

Now, mama, when I die, I want you to bury me deep
I want you to, put corn liquor at my head and feet
I want you, put one bottle in my hands
So I can drink my way to the Promised Land, and it's
Hey, hey, mama, to the Promised Land

Oh now, mama, when I die, I want you to bury me low
So the corn liquor gals know I ain't comin' here no more, and it's
Want these girls to know
Want you to bury me low

Now, mama, ashes to ashes, and it's dust to dust
Corn liquor daddy done pushed his fuss, and it's
Mama, what's matter now?
What's the matter now?

Now if anybody asks you who composed this song
Tell 'em it's Corn Liquor Daddy, he's been here and gone, and
Hoy-hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy, hoy
It's Corn Liquor Daddy, he been here and gone

Corn liquor on my mind
I said, hmmmmmmmmm, corn liquor on my mind
If you catch me not drinkin', I'm not drinkin' just to keep from cryin'

Recorded:

December 10, 1927; Memphis, TN