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Grosebeck Blues Lyrics by Zach Swift
Grosebeck Bluesby Zach Swift
Boy, you may go to Grosebeck to have your trial, but you
Know the next penitentiary's after while
You may go to Grosebeck to have your trial, ooh, and the
Next penitentiary's after awhile
Yes, if you want to go to penitentiary in a hurry, man,
You just go to Grosebeck and have your trial
Yeah, you know, my mama called me, boys, and I answered,
She said, "Son are you tired of working?" I said, "Mama,
Oh mama, yes I am"
Then, you know, my papa called me, peoples, and I
He said, "Son, if you're tired of working down there,
What the hell you're gonna stay there for?"
Grandma said, "Son, if you had been a good boy, yes, and
Stayed at home, you'd have been working for your mama,
I'm talking about, and picking up chips on your grandma's
I can't do nothing but hang my lonesome head and moan
Yes you know they got a dog named Rattler
You know she's a water dog
You know she can swim big Brazos, I done swear, man, that
Dog can walk a foot log