Coffee Pot Blues

i. Sheet music / tablature

ii. Slow-downer / pitch shifter

iii. Notes

Lyrics

<span class="section">[Verse 1]</span><br>
        You can always tell when your good gal don't wanna be seen<br>
        'Cause your meals ain't ready, the house is never clean<br>
        Just like huntin' for a needle buried in a bed of sand<br>
        That is to find a woman hasn't got no man<br>
        Three barrels of your whiskey, mama, and four barrels of gin<br>
        She said, "The headknocker's home, daddy, and you can't come in"<br>
        <br>
        <span class="section">[Verse 2]</span><br>
        It was early one morning, just at the close of four<br>
        When Charlie Smith knocked on Evelyn's door<br>
        She jumped up, sweet babe, skipped on across the floor<br>
        Hollerin', "Long tall daddy, don't you knock no more"<br>
        It was in the lovin' kitchen where they made the plot<br>
        For to poison her father and her mother in the coffee pot<br>
        Then they carried the remains, throwed it out in the yard<br>
        Killed 15 chickens and wound that prattlin' dog<br>
        Policeman said to Freddie, "What do you know about this?"<br>
        Say, "I guess you'll have to go arrest poor Charlie Smith"<br>
        Then they carried poor Charlie, put him behind the bars<br>
        Gave him 39 days, mama, and that ain't all<br>
        Poor Evelyn's in jail with her back turned to the wall<br>
        Hollerin', "Cruel kind daddy, you know you the cause it all"<br>
        <br>
        <span class="section">[Outro]</span><br>
        I'm gonna sing this time, ain't gonna sing no more<br>
        'Cause my throat's got dry, to where my tonsils sore