Blues:
(4/4)
D D7
Hard luck papa acountin´ his toes,
G7
you can smell his feet wherever he goes.
D E7 A7
Ou, ou, he´s got those Brown´s ferry blues.
D D7
Hard luck papa done lost his stuff,
G7
now the trouble with him he´s played too rough.
D E7 A7 D
Ou, ou, he´s got those Brown´s ferry blues.
Two old maids asittin´ in the sand,
each one wishing that the other was a man.
Ou, ou, they´ve got those Brown´s ferry blues.
Two old maids lost their style,
They cant ever only luckily smile,
ou, ou & have those Brown´s ferry blues.
Early to bed, early to rise
your girl goes out with other guys.
Ou, ou, you´ve got those Brown´s ferry blues.
If you don´t believe me then try it yourself,
well I tried it & she left.
Ou, ou, I got those Brown´s ferry blues.
Hard luck papa standing in the rain,
what someone lost wasn´t always his gain.
Ou, ou, he´s got those Brown´s ferry blues.
Hard luck papa standing in the snow,
his knees knock together, he´s raring to go.
Ou, ou & has those Brown´s ferry blues.
Melodie