Heart, luck, papa comin' down the lane Mama givin' back his walkin' caneLord, lord, I got them browns very blue Threw it away and he went to townSee that woman and now he's down Lord, lord, I got them browns very blueHeart, luck, papa gettin' too tight If you don't quit drinkin' you'll be highas a kite Lord, lord, I got them browns very blueHe's drinkin' that block and tackle kind He can walk a block and tackle a lionLord, lord, I got them browns very blueI walked up to my girl's old man And I asked him for my true love's handLord, lord, I got them browns very blue He said you'll owe a little glutenInstead of her hand I got his foot Lord, lord, I got them browns very blueHeart, luck, papa standin' in the rain If the world was corn he couldn't buy grainLord, lord, I got them browns very blue He runs around in second-hand clothesYou can smell his feet wherever he goes Lord, lord, I got them browns very blueRevenue man took my gin I hope they won't come back againLord, lord, I got them browns very blue Took my sweetie with them tooCause she'd had a little drink or two Lord, lord, I got them browns very blueHe said that's why I took her