Текст песни Re-Enlistment Blues - Merle Travis

My hitch was up Monday

Not a dog soljer nor more
Soljer no more.
They give me all that money

So much my pockets is sore
Pockets is sore.
More dough than I can use

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues.

Took my gelt to town Tuesday

Found me a big double bed
Big double bed.
I′ll find a job tomorrow

Tonight I'll maybe be dead
Maybe be dead.
Ain′t no time to lose

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues.

Hit the bars Wednesday

Friends put me up on a throne
(Way) up on a throne.
Found a Chinese baby

She wouldn't leave me alone
Leave me alone.
Did I give her a bruise

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues.

I woke up on Thursday

The walls was movin'
I swear
Movin′ I swear.
I reach′d down in my trousers

AII my pockets was bare
Nothin' was there.
I′ll really blew my fuse

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues.

Hit the bar again Friday

Ask'd for a free glass of beer
Free glass of beer.
Bar man he don′t know me

He just say no credit here
No credit here.
What I done then ain't news

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues.