Sweet Lucy

When we left, it was cold
Each other’s hands we had to hold
We was drunk in Tennessee
She got drunk, as drunk as me
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Police come, they took my wine
They put us in jail, hundred-dollar fine
I could hear her cryin' over the wall
In the women’s detention hall
I got on the phone, my mama spoke
«Sorry, son, but your mama’s broke»
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Wherever I go I get sad
Seems like sorrow lives in the air
In the wide-open skies of California
They have sorrow way out there
Five gets ya ten that ya don’t get past
Five gets ya ten that ya better go fast
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Oh, Harry Hubcaps and Jack the Fluke
They bought a bottle for Luke
They was buddies, but they had a fight
They broke the jukebox, they broke the light
Big ol' Fluke weigh three-hundred pounds
Fell on Harry when Harry fell down
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
My old lady says, «Gimme that wine»
I said, «Honey, quit drinking sometime»
She said, «Snock, it’s not my fault
Had to eat my porkchop without no salt»
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy
Ooh, Sweet Lucy, let me go