Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Count My Blessings , by - Ray Wylie Hubbard. Song from the album The Grifter's Hymnal, in the genre КантриRelease date: 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 |