Blues in the Bottle Songtext
von The Holy Modal Rounders

Blues in the bottle, blues in the bottle
Where do you think you′re at, pretty mama?
Blues in the bottle, where do you think you're at?
You went and kicked my dog
And now you drowned my cat


Gone to Chattanooga, gone to Chattanooga
See my ponies run, pretty mama
Gone to Chattanooga, to see my ponies run
If I win a prize
I′ll give my baby some

Rooster chews tobacco, rooster chews tobacco
Hen uses snuff, pretty mama
Rooster chews tobacco, and the hen uses snuff
The baby chickens don't take nothin'
But they just strut their stuff


Gone to silly putty, gone to silly putty
Sorry I can′t take you, pretty mama
Gone to silly putty, sorry I can′t take you
I can't abide no woman
Who goes ′round sniffin' glue