Cane River Blues
By Adam Carroll
[E]Down in Louisiana I got too much to lose
[A]Down in Louisiana I got too much to [E]lose
I got [B7]twenty years of living with these old Cane River [E]blues
[E]I work at tenant farmin', Jacob is my name
[A]I work at tenant farmin', Jacob is m[E]y name
I spent [B7]half my life gettin blisters from cuttin sugar c[E]ane
I got me a son named Jimmie, got me a wife named Marie
I got me a son named Jimmie, got me a wife named Marie
She said I'm gettin old workin in the sun all day but you done alright by me
She said Jimmie needs some schoolin so he doesn't end up like you
She said Jimmie needs some schoolin so he doesn't end up like you
But buyin his books on the money I make is a damn hard thing to do
Mr Jackson wants to see me and he called me in at four
Mr Jackson wants to see me and he called me in at four
He said I got me a combine, Jacob,I don't need you anymore
Well, I got a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
I got me a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
Well, he got rich a long time ago when he left that sugar cane
Well, Virgil said hey Jacob I'll make you a deal
I said, Virgil said hey Jacob I'll make you a deal
I gotta get some goods to Opelousas, I need you behind the wheel
We were headed south on a two lame road called Highway 190
We were headed south on a two lame road called Highway 190
Mr. Trooper pulled us over outside of town, he said step out nice and slow
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil when he tried to run
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil when he tried to run
But I killed Mr. Trooper with Virgil's old shotgun
Down in Louisiana I got nothin' left to lose
Down in Louisiana I got nothin' left to lose
Now I'm goin to Angola with these Cane River blues
By Adam Carroll
[E]Down in Louisiana I got too much to lose
[A]Down in Louisiana I got too much to [E]lose
I got [B7]twenty years of living with these old Cane River [E]blues
[E]I work at tenant farmin', Jacob is my name
[A]I work at tenant farmin', Jacob is m[E]y name
I spent [B7]half my life gettin blisters from cuttin sugar c[E]ane
I got me a son named Jimmie, got me a wife named Marie
I got me a son named Jimmie, got me a wife named Marie
She said I'm gettin old workin in the sun all day but you done alright by me
She said Jimmie needs some schoolin so he doesn't end up like you
She said Jimmie needs some schoolin so he doesn't end up like you
But buyin his books on the money I make is a damn hard thing to do
Mr Jackson wants to see me and he called me in at four
Mr Jackson wants to see me and he called me in at four
He said I got me a combine, Jacob,I don't need you anymore
Well, I got a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
I got me a brother named Virgil, he sells crack cocaine
Well, he got rich a long time ago when he left that sugar cane
Well, Virgil said hey Jacob I'll make you a deal
I said, Virgil said hey Jacob I'll make you a deal
I gotta get some goods to Opelousas, I need you behind the wheel
We were headed south on a two lame road called Highway 190
We were headed south on a two lame road called Highway 190
Mr. Trooper pulled us over outside of town, he said step out nice and slow
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil when he tried to run
Mr. Trooper shot poor Virgil when he tried to run
But I killed Mr. Trooper with Virgil's old shotgun
Down in Louisiana I got nothin' left to lose
Down in Louisiana I got nothin' left to lose
Now I'm goin to Angola with these Cane River blues
