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Night drink likkor, night drink rum, I drink Lemonade and Buttermilk some, Here’s my drink which I always choose, I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues. I got me a Mama down in New Orleans She’s long and tall, she’s keen I mean; I lost my woman, I’m a singing the Blues, I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues. I caint eat and I caint talk, Been drinking Jake and now I caint walk, Lost my clothes and working shoes I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues. Down in Texas there is a moonshine To make a ginger, make you paralyzed I won’t let that troubled mind I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues. You don’t want me, gimme your left hand Gonna take a jug to my buried land Legs are stiff like a new pair of shoes I’m a Jake Walk Daddy with the Jake Walk Blues. From Letras Mania