Big Bill Broonzy Good Liquor Gonna Carry Me Down
Lord, I know a little girl, 'bout sixteen years old,
She says, "Bill stop drinkin', I will satisfy your soul"
But I just keep on-a drinkin', yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin', till good liquor carry me down
Now, my woman told me about fifteen years ago,
"Bill, you gonna drink one of these mornings and you'll never drink no more"
But I just keep on-a drinkin', yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin', till good liquor carry me down
Yes, I went to the doctor with my head in my hands
The doctor said, "Big Bill, I think I'll have to give you monkey glands"
But I just keep on-a drinkin', yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin', till good liquor carry me down
Lord, my woman told me to stop drinkin' and come on home,
Say, "If you don't Big Bill, some other man gonna carry your business home"
But I just keep on-a drinkin', yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin', till good liquor carry me down
