Rough Alley Blues

Close down your windows and let down all your blinds
Close down your windows and let down all your blinds
So the next-door neighbor, baby, won't hear your best friend cryin'

Take it low down and easy don't let your bedspring moan
Take it low down and easy don't let your bedspring moan
So your next-door neighbor, baby, won't hear you grieve and groan

I take it to my room and lay it 'cross my big brass bed
I take it to my room and lay it 'cross my big brass bed
I guess I'll be my own singer, neighbours turn cherry red

(Play that thing boy. Aw, play that thing for me and miss Mary, 'Cause it's gettin' good
It drove my partner out of town. I wouldn't have done it without that old Harris street corner)

It was a mean old miller that taught me how to grind
(Taught you how to twist too, I believe)
It was a mean old miller that taught me how to grind
And it was a married woman, mama, that learned me that old s (h) un-shine

I'm going down this alley and get me two more drinks of booze
(They have police down there. They'll sure arrest you)
I'm going down this alley, get me two more drinks of booze
Because I'm drunk now, mama, and I've got those old rough alley blues

(Stand by, people, if you wants to know it all)

Go wild, baby, I'm not scared to fear. (Aw, sing it, baby)
Go wild, baby, I'm not scared to fear
Then I'll give it all to you, mama, like a Cadillac changing gear