Way Down Town Way down town, just fooling around Took me to the jail It's oh, me, and it's oh, my No one to go my bail It was late last night when Willy came home He stood and he knocked on the door Slipping and sliding with them new shoes on Papa says, Willie, don't you rap no more Well, I wish I was over at my sweet Sally's house A-setting in that big arm chair One arm around my old guitar And the other one around my dear Now, one old shirt is about all I've got And a dollar is all I crave I brought nothing with me into this old world I ain't going to take nothing to my grave JN oct96
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