Writing Paper Blues

I wrote you a letter, mama, put it in your front yard

I wrote you a letter, put it in your front yard

I would love to come and see you, but your good man got me barred

Oh, you wrote me a letter to come back to Newport noon

You wrote me a letter, mama, come back to the Newport noon

To leave the town and don't spread the news

I wrote you a letter, mama, sent you a telegram

I wrote you a letter, mama, sent you a telegram

Not to meet me in Memphis but meet me in Birmingham

Um, hear me weep and moan

Um, hear me weep and moan

Don't you hear me pleading?

Hear me grieve and groan

If I could get me one more drink of booze

If I could get me one more drink of booze

I guess it would ease these ol' Writing Paper Blues

I caught a freight train special, my mama caught a passenger behind

Caught a freight train special, my mama caught a passenger behind

Said you can't quit me, papa, there ain't no need in tryin'