Song parody of
Prison Cell Blues
by Blind Lemon Jefferson
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Getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
Lay awake at night and just can't eat a bite
Used to be my rider
But she just won't treat me right
Got a red-eyed captain
And a squabbling boss
Got a mad dog sergeant, honey, and he won't knock off
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't 've been here if it had not been for Nell
I asked the government to knock some days off my time
Well, the way I'm treated, I'm about to lose my mind
I wrote to the governor, please turn me a-loose
Since I don't get no answer, I know it ain't no use
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
I hate to turn over and find my rider gone
Walking across my floor, Lordy, how I moan
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
Lay awake at night and just can't eat a bite
Used to be my rider
But she just won't treat me right
Got a red-eyed captain
And a squabbling boss
Got a mad dog sergeant, honey, and he won't knock off
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't 've been here if it had not been for Nell
I asked the government to knock some days off my time
Well, the way I'm treated, I'm about to lose my mind
I wrote to the governor, please turn me a-loose
Since I don't get no answer, I know it ain't no use
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
I hate to turn over and find my rider gone
Walking across my floor, Lordy, how I moan
Lord, I wouldn't have been here if it had not been for Nell
I'm getting tired of sleeping in this lowdown lonesome cell
