Mudcat Café message #995668 The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #61198   Message #995668
Posted By: GUEST,Arkie
02-Aug-03 - 06:14 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Born in Hard Luck (Chris Bouchillon)
Subject: Lyr Add: BORN IN HARD LUCK (from Clarence Ashley)
This was transcribed from Clarence Tom Ashely's recording. There were a few words I could not make out, but this is pretty close. I'll have to keep looking for my Chis Bouchillon lp.

Well folks, I guess its about time
I was telling you a little about myself
Ya know I'm that old hard luck.
I was born in hard luck.
I was born in the last month of the year,
The last week in the month,
The last day in the week,
The last hour in the day,
The last minute in the hour,
The last second in the minute, ha, ha,
I like to a not got here at all.

Yes you know It happened upstairs behind the stove
They was nobody at home that day but Aunt Sara
Pa and Ma they'd went to town with a load of dried fruit
Well I come out from behind the stove
And went on down the street
To hunt me a job, hard luck.
Well I got me a job down there in town at the clothing store
It was men's ready to wear garments --
Oh I thought I'd like that job
One day a good looking girl come in
She waltzed right over to me ----
Says young man I would like to see your underwear
Oh I said, pardon me sister, I don't have on any underwear
Oh well I lost that job ------ got fired
Hard Luck.

Well I went on down the street huntin' work
I got me another job
Down there a working in a ladies ready to wear store
Oh I knowed I like that job
I was getting along pretty good I thought
One day a great big good looking fat gal come in
And walked right over to me
She said young man I'd like to try on a pair of hose
I said pardon me sister we don't have a dressing room
Well the boss overheared the conversation
He came walking over and he says I will take care of her
Says all you men clerks you go in the back side of the store
Let the lady sit here on this chairl and try on a pair of hose
And the very first one of you men that
I catch a peeking that will be your job
Well after I got fired from that job, Hard Luck
I just went on down the street singing me a little song.
And it sounded kind'a like this

Well I've been all around the whole wide world
Been down to Memphis Tennessee
Oh its any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me
Oh its Don't let your deal go down
Honey don't let your deal go down
Oh its don't let your deal go down little gal
Til your last old dollar's gone.