Gin House Blues Songtext
von Andy Fairweather‐Low

Stay away from me, yea,
′cuz I'm in my sin.
Stay away everybody
′cuz I'm in my sin.
If this joint is raided,
somebody give me some gin.


Lord, I don't want no clothes,
I don′t even want no bed,
for to lay my head.
I don′t want no clothes,
I don't even want no bed,
to lay my head.
Just fill me with good liquor
and I′ll be good to you instead.

When I'm feelin′ high,
I ain't got nothin′ else to do
but lay my head.
When I'm feelin' high,
I ain′t got nothin′ else to do
but lay my head.
Fill me with good liquor
yea, and I'll be good to you instead."