I got high,
Lord I got in jail
Well I got high, and I got in jail
I got high and I got injured I had
nobody for to go my bail
My sins they have overtaken me
Hand me down my walking cane
Lord, hand me down my walking cane
Hand me down my walking cane
I'm a -goin' deep on the mornin' train
My sins they have overtaken me
Well, the beans is tough,
Lord, the meat was fat
Yes, the beans is tough,
and the meat was fat
Oh, the beans is tough,
and the meat was fat
Oh, good
God, I couldn't eat that
My sins, they have overtaken
me
It's a come on mom, it's a go my babe
Lord come on mom and go my babe
Come on mom and go my babe
Get me out of this nice little jail
My sins they have overtaken me
Well if I die in
Tennessee
Lord, if I die in
Tennessee,
Lord, if I die in
Tennessee,
ship me back my
COD.
My sins, they have overtaken me.
Hand me down my bottle of corn.
Oh, hand me down that bottle of corn.
Oh, hand me down that bottle of corn.
Gonna get drunk as sure as you're born.
My sins they have overtaken me
Yes, hand me down my walking cane
Lord, hand me down my walking cane
Oh, hand me down my walking cane
Or I'm gonna leave on the morning train
My sins, they have all taken me
you