Dry Spell Blues, Pt. 1

Dry Spell Blues, Pt. 1 (Album Version) - Son House

The dry spell blues have fallen

Drive me from door to door

Dry spell blues have fallen

Drive me from door to door

The dry spell blues have put everybody

On the killing flood

Now the people down south

Sure won't have no home

Now the people down south

Sure won't have no home

'Cause the dry spell have

Parched all this cotton and corn

Hard luck's on everybody

Many people are blue

Hard luck's on everybody

Many people are blue

Now besides the shower

Ain't got no help for you

Lord I fold my arms

And I walked away

Lord I fold my arms

Don't I walked away

Just like I tell you

Somebody's got to pay

Pork chops fortyfive cents a pound

Cotton is only ten

Pork chops fortyfive cents a pound

Cotton is only ten

I can't keep no woman

No no nowhere I been

So dry old boll weevil

Turned up his toes and died

So dry old boll weevil

Turned up his toes and died

Now ain't nothing to do

Bootleg moonshine and rye