Dance Hall Pimps You'd Drink Like I Do Too lyrics

Got a taste for the Bourbon
Kissin' mommy good-night when she had a few
If you had my kind of troubles,
You'd drink like I do too

Ran away to join the circus
They said “Boy we got enough clowns like you.”
If you had the kind of rejection I've had
You'd drink like I do too

Got a job at the Cemetery puttin' dead folk in the ground
But them dead folk, they got to talkin' to me
Woke up in a white room with my limbs all strapped down

got to ‘Nawlins… found a Mojo woman who… said
“Boy you got a bad curse of Beaucoup Noir Voodoo
If you had my kind of troubles, it's just my point of view
You'd drink like I do too
You'd drink like I do too


Went down to the Crossroads to see the Devil
And sell my soul for better luck on the spot
but that Devil said “On the level, Boy you tryin to sell me what I already got!”

And that's my story, and I'm tellin' it to ya true
I been hauntin' this here bar stool since Nineteen Thirty-Two
If you had my kind of troubles, Lawd I'm tellin' you
You'd drink like I do too
lawd … lawd … lawd
If you had my kind of troubles, it's just my point of view

You'd drink like I do too … Aw yeah
You'd drink like I do too … Ya know ya would
You'd drink like I do too