Life Time Blues - Sonny Boy Williamson

Fix my supper
And let me go to
And let me go to bed, indeed Lord
Fix my supper
An let me go to bed
Now I've been drinkin' white lightning
It's done gone to my head
The judge he pleaded
The clerk he wrote it
The clerk he wrote it, down indeed, Lord
The judge he pleaded
The clerk he wrote it down
Now I say, if you miss the jail, sinner
You must be Nashville bound
Some got six months
Some got one solid
Some got one solid year, indeed Lord
Some got six months
Some got one solid year
Now well, me an Walter Davis
We both got a life time here.