High Sheriff Blues
 

Get in trouble at Belzoni : it ain't no use to screaming and cry
Mr Webb will take you : back to Belzoni jailhouse flying

Let me tell you folks : just how he treated me
And he put me in the cellar : it was dark as it could be

It's late one evening : Mr Purvis was standing around
Mr Purvis told Mr Webb : to let poor Charley down

It takes boozy booze : Lord to carry me through
Thirty days seem like years in a jailhouse : where there is no booze

I got up one morning : feeling mighty bad
And it must not have been : them Belzoni jail I had

When I was in prison : it ain't no use to scream and cry
Mr Purvis on his mansion : he don't pay no mind