Scott Thurston - Jefferson Jericho Blues lyrics

[Verse] Well poor Tom Jefferson He loved the little maid out back Midnight creeping out to the servant's shack Kept a secret under the bed Wrapped in a burlap sack Well I drove all day and night Out to Jericho But in my second mind I knew it was time to go Yeah and I still get nervous every time That bugle blows Well she ain't no good for me But I just can't let go If I sit here thinking My thoughts will overflow And I can't keep from crying Can't keep time from moving slow