Down in Louisiana I got too much to lose Down in Louisiana I got too much to lose I spent twenty-eight years of living With these old Cane River blues
I work at tending farming Jacob is my name I work at tending farming Jacob is my name I spent half my life gettin' blisters From cuttin' that sugar cane
I got me a son named Jimmie Got a wife named Marie I got me a son named Jimmie Got a wife named Marie She said you're getting old workin' in the sun all day But you done alright by me
She said Jimmie needs some schooling So he doesn't end up like you She said Jimmie needs some schooling So he doesn't end up like you Yeah, but buyin' his books on the money I make Is a damn hard thing to do
Mr. Jackson wants to see me So he called me in at 4 Mr. Jackson wants to see me So he called me in at 4 He said "I got me a combine, Jacob I don't need you anymore"
Well, I got a brother named Virgil He sells crack cocaine I got me a brother named Virgil He sells crack cocaine Well, he got rich a long time ago And he left that sugar cane
Virgil said "Hey Jacob I'll make you a deal" Virgil said "Hey Jacob I'll make you a deal" "I gotta get some goods to Opelousas I need you behind the wheel"
We were headed south on a two-lane road Called Highway 1-9-0 We were headed south on a two-lane road Called Highway 1-9-0 Mr. Trooper pulled us over outside of town He said "Step out nice and slow!"
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil When he tried to run Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil When he tried to run But I killed Mr. Trooper With Virgil's old shotgun
Down in Louisiana I got nothing left to lose Down in Louisiana I got nothing left to lose Well, I'm goin to Angola With these ol' Cane River blues Well, I'm goin to Angola With these ol' Cane River bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
