Lyrics Whiskey Deaf And Whiskey Blind - Norman Blake

Whiskey Deaf And Whiskey Blind

Wish I was down in Florida, Florida on the haul
Instead I’m way up in old Georgia, boys
Treated like a dog
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
Seaboard train rolling down that high iron seaboard line
Gonna catch her for down to Helen
To ease my worried mind
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
Way down on the corner
See the big parade go by
Wish I was in the brass band, marching to the sky
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
All around this country and what do you think I see?
Lord, whiskey, dope, and women
Done made a wreck of me
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
Cannot stand the government
Cannot stand the law
Cannot stand the dark days comin' on the saw
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
Way down on the railroad
Just-a walking on the ties
If Beulah man’s in Florida, boys
I’ll never say goodbye
Whiskey deaf and whiskey blind
And if I die roaming in some distant land
You can take me to the graveyard