[1] I got high lord I got in jail
Well I got [5] high and I got in [1] jail
I got [4] high and I got in jail had no [1] body for to go my bail
My sins they have [5] overtaken [1] me

Hand me down my walking cane
Lord hand me down my walking cane
Hand me down my walking cane I'm a-gonna leave on the morning train
My sins they have overtaken me

Well the beans is tough Lord the meat was fat
Yes the beans is tough and the meat was fat
Oh the beans is tough and the meat was fat oh good God I couldn't eat that
My sins they have overtaken me

It's a-come on ma just to go my bail
Lord come on mom and go my bail
Come on mama and go my bail get me outta this Nashville jail
My sins they have overtaken me

Well if I die in Tennessee
Lord if I die in Tennessee
Oh if I die in Tennessee ship me back by C.O.D.
My sins they have overtaken me

Hand me down my bottle a' corn
Oh hand me down that bottle a' corn
Oh hand me down my bottle a' corn gonna get drunk as sure as you're born
My sins they have overtaken me