Mean Town Blues Songtext
von Johnny Winter

Lord, my mother she done told me and my
Father done told me
Grandfather told me too

Well, my mother she done told me and my
Father done told me
Grandfather told me too

It′s a mean old town to live in by yourself

Yeah, I worked for a dollar
Could not, huh, save a lousy
Could not save a dime

You know I worked for a dollar
Could not, huh, save a lousy
Man, could not save a dime


You know, ain't nobody worried, man, ain′t nobody cryin'

Everybody got their hands out
Tryin' to get a hold on
Tryna get some of my cash

Everybody got their hands out
Tryin′ to get a hold on
Tryna to get some of my cash

Smiling great big smiles, man, I keep on talking trash

′Cause I packed up my suitcase, and I
Moved on down the
Hit that lonesome road

You know I packed up my suitcase, and I
Hit that lonesome
I moved on down the road


I'm still tryin′ to make it when the day is done