No Job Blues Songtext
von Ramblin’ Thomas

I′ve been walkin' all day, and all night, too
I′ve been walkin' all day, and all night, too
'Cause my meal ticket woman have quit me, and I can′t find no work to do

I′s pickin' up the newspaper and I lookin′ in the ads
Says, I's pickin′ up the newspaper and I lookin' in the ads
And the policeman came along and arrested me for vag


(Now boys. Y′all ought to see me in my black and white suit. It won't do.)

I said, "Judge, Judge, what may be my fine?"
Lord, I said, "Judge, Judge, what may be my fine?"
He says, "Get you a pick and shovel and get deep down in mine"

I'm a poor black prisoner, workin′ in the ice and snow
I′m a poor black prisoner, workin' in the ice and snow
I got to get me another meal ticket woman, so I won′t have to work no more