Charlie's Last Song

(albüm: High Wide & Handsome: The Charlie Poole Project - 2009)

Old Charlie could drink you under the table
Old Charlie could sing all night long
Old Charlie had fun, but his rambling is done
And this is old Charlie's last song

Old Charlie would fight, once he hit a policeman
They throwed him jail 'cause that's wrong
And when he broke out, the cops took him on home
And old Charlie, he played them a song

Old Charlie could drink you under the table
Old Charlie could sing all night long
Old Charlie had fun, but his rambling is done
And this is old Charlie's last song

Old Charlie made moonshine for the local bootleggers
Charlie, he had him a still
And the money he made paid for a good banjo
You can't make that wage down at the mill
"But his rambling is done..."

Old Charlie could drink you under the table
Old Charlie could sing all night long
Old Charlie had fun, but his rambling is done
And this is old Charlie's last song

Old Charlie could never hold on to a dollar
He got famous, but he never got rich
And he never amounted to much of a husband
That banjo playing son of a bitch

Old Charlie could drink you under the table
Old Charlie could sing all night long
Old Charlie had fun, but his rambling is done
And this is old Charlie's last song

Old Charlie once said that he had a black heart
All except a small spot that was red
If he drinks any more that red spot will turn black
And Old Charlie at last will be dead

Old Charlie could drink you under the table
Old Charlie could sing all night long
Old Charlie had fun, but his rambling is done
And this was old Charlie's last song