Sam Collins - The Jail House Blues lyrics

When I was layin' in jail with my back turned to the wall When I was layin' in jail with my back turned to the wall I could'n' lay down and dream, I could hear my good gal squall Lord, she brought me coffee and she brought me tea Lord, she brought me coffee and she brought me tea Fell dead at the door with the jailhouse key I'm going down to the courthouse, see the judge and Chief Police Going down to the courthouse, see the judge and Chief Police My good gal fell dead and I sure can't see no peace I'll tell you what I'll do, and I, sure God, won't tell no lie Tell you what I'll do, and I, sure God, ain't gonna lie I b'lieve I'll lay down, take morphine and die