[1] Hard luck Papa comin' down the lane
[4] Mama give him back his walkin' cane
[1] Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry [5] blues
Well he [1] throwed it away and he went to town
To [4] see that woman and now he's down
[1] Lord, Lord, I got them [5] Brown's Ferry [1] blues

Hard luck Papa gettin' too tired
If he don't quit drinkin' he'll be high as a kite
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He's can drink a block and tackle kind
He can walk a block and tackle a lion
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues

Well I walked up to my girl's old man
And I asked him for my true love's hand
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He said you la-la-little galoot
Instead of her hand I got his foot
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues

Well Hard luck Papa standin' in the rain
The world was corn he couldn't buy a grain
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Well he runs around in secondhand clothes
You can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues

Well the revenue man took my gin
I hope he don't come back again
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Well he took my sweetheart with him too
because she had a little drink or two
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues

Well here we are and here we are
(Unintelligible) and here we are
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Well it's Michael and Tony and Bela and Sam
And Schatz and me and yes here we are
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues