Hand Me Down My Walking Cane

I got high, lord I got in jail Lord I got high, and I got in jail I got high and I got in jail, had nobody for to go my bail My sins, they have overtaken me Hand me down my wallkin' cane Lord hand me down my walkin' cane Hand me down my wallkin' cane I'm a gonna leave on the morning train My sins, they have overtaken me Well, the beans was tough, and the meat was fat Oh the beans was tough, and the meat was fat Well the beans was tough, and the meat was fat Oh good God, I couldn't eat that My sins, they have overtaken me Well it's come on Ma, and go my bail Lord come on Mom, and go my bail Come on Mama and go my bail Get me outta this Nashville jail My sins, they have overtaken me Well if I die in Tennessee Lord if I die, in Tennessee Boy if I die in Tennessee Ship me back by C.O.D., My sins, they have overtaken me So hand me down, my bottle a' corn Oh hand me down that bottle a' corn Hand me down my bottle a' corn Gonna get drunk just sure as you're born My sins, they have overtaken me