New Minglewood
Blues
Lyrics: Trad. Arr. Bob Weir
Music: Trad. Arr. Bob Weir
Published By; Ice Nine Publishing Co., Inc. (ASCAP)
I was born
in a desert, raised in a lion's den
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den
And my number one occupation is stealing women from their men
Well I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
Well I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good
Well the sheriff couldn't catch me
But his little girl sure wished she would
Yes and the doctor call me crazy, some says I am some says I ain't
Yes and the doctor call me crazy, some says I am some says I ain't
The preacher man call me a sinner, but his little girl call me a saint
Well a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
Well a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good
Couple more shots of whiskey, I'm goin' back to Minglewood
It's T for Texas, yes and it's T for Timbuctoo
It's T for Texas, yes and it's T for Timbuctoo
Yes and it's T for [San Francisco - or wherever!]
Where the little girls know what to do
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