My baby left me, my mule got lame,
Lost all my money in a poker game.
Wind storm came one summer's day,
Carried the house and lift it away.

Having so much trouble, having so much trouble,
I'm having so much trouble it's finally driving me insane.

Carry me to jail, my pyjamas on.
I even hate that I was born.
Let me out of jail, come through town.
Couldn't find my wife, she had put me down.

I p___ed my watch, and I p___ed my chain.
I would have p___ed myself, but I was ashamed.
Got me a job on the city pay--
Early one morning layed me off that day.

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