Toenail Draggin'

Chapman/Whitney

Take me to the bottom

Roll me in my hearse

Take me to the bottom

Life's been a doggone curse.

I want 8 crapshooters to be my pallbearers

Let'em be pale'n'black

I want 9 men going to the graveyard buddy

8 men coming back

Iwant a gang o' gamblers gathered round my

coffin side

A crooked card in my hearse

A game of blackjack played over me

Let the winner get his just deserts.

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I want 6 good poolhall rumblers

6 Streetwalkers to sing my song

16 racketmen gambling,while I'm rolling along

I want 22 bootleggers in some hotel

To drink to me from whiskey stills

I got 39 women to remember me good

How I passed by so swell.

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My head is achin'

My heart is thumpin'

But I'm going down boundin' and a'jumpin'

Folks no need to stand around cryin'

Want everybody up and dancin'when I'm dying

I want-One foot up,

Toenail draggin'

Throw me in that hoodoo wagon

Come here Mama with that can o'booze

And gimme gimme what I choose.

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