Writin' Paper Blues

Writin' Paper Blues - Blind Willie McTell

I wrote you a letter mama

Put it in your front yard

I wrote you a letter

Put it in your front yard

I would love to come and see you

But your good man's got me barred

I wrote me a letter

To come back to the Newport noon

You wrote me a letter mama

Come back to the Newport noon

To leave the town

And don't spread the news

I wrote you a letter mama

Sent you a telegram

I wrote you a letter mama

Sent you a telegram

Not to meet me in Memphis

Meet me in Birmingham

Um hear me weep and moan

Um hear me weep and moan

Don't you hear me pleading

Hear my grieve and groan

If I could get me one more drink of booze

If I could get me one more drink of booze

I guess it would ease these ol' writin' paper blues

I caught a freight train special

My mama caught a pass'ger behind

Caught a freight train special

My mama caught a pass'ger behind

Said you can't quit me papa

There ain't no need in tryin'