Cocaine Blues

Coc*ine Blues - Jordan

Oh go on gal don't you take me for no fool

I'm not gonna quit you pretty mama

While the weather's cool

Around your back door there's honey I'm gonna creep

As long as you make those two and a half

Now I got a girl she works in the white folk's yard

She brings me meal I can swear she brings me lard

She brings me meat she brings me lard

She brings me everything I swear that she can steal

Now Barn and Beale's circus came to town

They had an elephant looking good and brown

They didn't know it was against the law

For the monkey to stop at a five drugstore

Just around the corner just a minute too late

Another one's standin' at the big back gate

I'm simply wild about my good coc*ine

I called my Cora hey hey

She come on sniffin' with her nose all sore

The doctor swore gonna smell no more

Sayin' run doctor ring the bell the women in the alley

I'm simply wild about my good coc*ine

Now the furniture man came to my house

It was last Sunday morn

He asked me was my wife at home and

I told him she had long gone

He backed his wagon up to my door

Took everything I had

He carried it back to the furniture store

And I swear I did feel sad

What in the world has anyone

Got for dealing with the furniture man

If you got no dough you stand no show

It's certain he'll back you back

He'll take everything from an earthly plant

From a skillet to a frying pan

If ever there was a devil born without any horns

It must have been a furniture man

I called my Cora hey hey

She come on sniffin' with her nose all sore

Doctor swore gonna smell no more

Sayin' coke's for horses not women nor men

The doctor said it will kill you but he didn't say when

I'm simply wild about my good coc*ine

Now the baby's in the cradle in New Orleans

It kept a-whippin' till it got so mean

It kept a-whippin had to fix it so

The judge wouldn't 'low to sell no more

Saying run doctor ring the bell the women in the alley

I'm simply wild about my good coc*ine

I called my Cora hey hey

She come on sniffin' with her nose all sore

The doctor swore she's gonna smell no more

Sayin' run doctor ring the bell the women in the alley

I'm simply wild about my good coc*ine