Kentucky Blues

Well, whilst we here, sonny, having fun
That's when the law jumped up, and said Nobody run
Well, you know I'm long gone
from Kentucky
Long gone
I'm got away lucky
'Cause I'm gonna leave Seguin
I'll be just like a submarine

Well, my woman poked her head out from the windows a bit
Said, Please don't let them kill Mr. Little Hat dead
I said, No use a-worrying, sweet mama, I ain't gonna be here long
Gonna let you sing this worried song
'Cause I'm gonna leave Seguin, I'll
Be just like a submarine

I once have known a man, they called him Austin Jack
Stopped and put the blood hounds right on my track
'Cause the blinders could not catch my scent
You know they couldn't tell where that Little Hat went
'Cause I left Seguin
He was just like a submarine

Well, yonder come the Santa Fee, it's passing and flying
You oughta see me rech up and nearly caught them blind
They said, There's another long gone
from Kentucky

Long gone
and then got away lucky
'Cause he left Seguin
He's just like a submarine
I'm gonna sing this song, ain't gonna sing no more

'Cause I'm leaving San Anton' and, I declare, ain't coming here no more

Well, I don't play the dozen and neither the ten
'Cause you keep on talking I'll ease you in
Well, you keep on talking till you make me mad
Gonna tell you 'bout the mothers that your father had
'Cause I don't play the dozen, I declare, man, and neither the ten
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