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James Alley Blues
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(Rabbit Brown)

Performed often by Wilco and at Jeff Tweedy solo shows
Album version on "The Harry Smith Connection: A Tribute 
to the Anthology of American Folk Music", Smithsonian-Folkways Records.



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Times right now ain't nothin' like they used to be 
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Well, times right now ain't nothin' like they used to be 
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You know I'll tell you all the truth; won't you take my word from me

Well, I seen better days, but I ain't puttin' up with these 
Well, I've seen better days, but I ain't puttin' up with these 
I had a lot better time with those women down in New  Orleans

Well, I was born in the country so she thinks I'm easy to lose 
Well, I was born in the country she thinks I'm easy to lose 
She wants to hitch me to a wagon and drive me like a mule

I bought her a gold ring and I pay the rent 
I bought her a gold ring and I pay the rent 
She tried to get me to wash her clothes, but I got good common sense

Well, If you don't want me then why don't you just tell me so? 
Well, If you don't want me then why don't you just tell me so? 
It ain't like I'm a man that ain't got nowhere else to go

I give you sugar for sugar, but all you want is salt for salt 
I give you sugar for sugar, but all you want is salt for salt 
Well if you can't get along with me, then it's your own fault

Well, you want me to love you, but then you just treat me mean 
Yea, you want me to love you, but then you just treat me mean 
You're my daily thought and you're my nightly dream

Well, sometimes I think that you're just too sweet to die 
Ah, sometimes I think that you're just too sweet to die 
And other times I think that you ought to be buried alive