文本歌词

Christmas Morning Blues - Blues
Written by：Johnson
Woke up Christmas morning went out to get my
Morning's mail
I woke up Christmas morning went out to get my
Morning's mail
A letter sent from Georgia the postmark said atlanta jail
In a mean old jailhouse 'cause he broke them Georgia
Laws
In a mean old jailhouse 'cause he broke them Georgia
Laws
New year he won't be here 'cause death will be
His Santa Claus
My man's so deep in trouble the white folks couldn't
Get him free
My man's so deep in trouble the white folks couldn't
Get him free
He stole a hog the charge was murder in the
First degree
I never had a Christmas with trouble like this before
I ain't never had a Christmas with trouble like this
Before
Sleigh bells is my death bells and hard luck's knocking
At my door
Next Christmas I won't be here to get this bad
Bunch of news
I won't be here to get this bunch of bad
News
Just mark on my tombstone
I died with the Christmas morning
Blues