Corn Liquor Blues Songtext
von Papa Charlie Jackson

I got good corn liquor, I′m the best bootlegger in town
I got good corn liquor, I'm the best bootlegger in town
All the other bootleggers get mad when they see me coming ′round

Twenty-five cents will buy a half a pint of my corn
Twenty-five cents will buy a half a pint of my corn
You ain't never tasted no liquor like this since you've been born

One drop of my liquor fell on the floor the other day
One drop of my liquor fell on the floor the other day
A mouse drink it up and run all the cats away


You have to order in advance, ′cause I always keeps a pint at home
You have to order advance, ′cause I always keeps a pint at home
My woman drinks my liquor and she never tries to roam

If you having family troubles and your woman's of a fussy kind
If you having family troubles and your woman′s of a fussy kind
Just give her some of that good corn liquor
of mine and she'll hop in her frame of mind

Oh, mama, let me hear you whine
Oh, mama, let me hear you whine
′Cause I know you crazy about that good corn liquor of mine