Church Street Blues

[Verse 1] Well I've been hangin' out of town, Lord, in that low down rain Watchin' good time Charlie Francis drivin' me insane Up on shady Charlotte Street, Lord, the green lights look red I wish I's back home on the farm, Lord, in my feather bed [Chorus] And I got myself a rockin' chair To see if I could lose These thin dime, hard time Hell on Church Street blues [Verse 2] I found myself a picker friend who's read yesterday's news I folded up page twenty-one and stuck it in my shoes I gave me a nickel to the poor, my good turn for the day I folded up my own billfold, threw it far away [Chorus] And I got myself a rockin' chair To see if I could lose These thin dime, hard time Hell on Church Street blues [Verse 3] Well, I wish I had some guitar strings, Old Black Diamond brand I'd string up this old Martin box and go and join some band But I guess I'm gonna stay right here, just pick and sing a while Try to make me a little change and give them folks a smile [Chorus] And I got myself a rockin' chair To see if I could lose These thin dime, hard time Hell on Church Street blues And I got myself a rockin' chair To see if I could lose These thin dime, hard time Hell on Church Street blues