Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Count My Blessings, artist - Ray Wylie Hubbard. Album song The Grifter's Hymnal, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 25.03.2012
Record label: Bordello
Song language: English
Count My Blessings |
Mama gimme a nickel and a deck of cards |
Said go on and play in the back yard |
Walking down the alley come my Uncle Lonnie |
Said lemme teach ya about Three-card Monte |
Take the ace of hearts and two black queens |
Flip 'em over so they can’t be seen |
Spin 'em around four or five times |
Bet a nickel find the ace and win a dime |
Ten minutes later I had thirty five dollars |
Singing ain’t misbehaving by the great Fats Waller |
I believe I’m gonna count my blessings |
I believe I’m gonna count my blessings |
Now I saw a black crow on a fence post |
Singing away like Sam Hopkins’s ghost |
He sang when you see I ain’t breathing no more |
Nail my feathers to an old barn door |
Or drag my carcass out behind the shed |
Just make sure you’re pretty sure I’m dead |
Ask an Ouija board if you can’t quite tell |
Or if I start to stink like the floors in hell |
Go to Navasota after I’m done dying |
It don’t do you no good sitting around crying |
So I got me a pencil and a moleskin book |
When I heard Bertha Franklin shot and killed Sam Cooke |
Wrote down December 11, 1964 |
Ain’t gonna be twisting the night away no more |
It took 15 minutes for the jury to decide |
'Cause of death’s justified homicide |
Liza Boyer wasn’t called by the prosecution |
Later on she’s arrested for prostitution |
La Hacienda motel had a busted down door |
Sam’s wallet and his money was never accounted for |