Old Rub Alcohol Blues - Uncle Sinner

Trouble’s up and down my door

And trial’s all the way around

Never knew what trouble was

'Til my darling threw me down

With nothing but old ragged bones

My heartstrings torn to shreds

Blues were creeping over my body

Worried notions flyin' through my head

I have never worked for pleasure

Pleasure on Earth I cannot find

The only thing I can call my own

Is a worried and troubled mind

If whiskey and women don’t kill me

There’s one more plan to try:

Soak up the old rub alcohol

Get these troubles all off of my mind

When my earthly trials are over

And my last goodbye I’ve said

Bury me near my darlin’s doorstep

Where the roses bloom at day