It’s hard sometime to pay enough attention
It’s hard sometime to pay enough attention
when you know the time you’ve got is not enough

The time I had was plenty — I let it go
The time I had was plenty — Let it go
There’s more where that time came from. It’s not mine

My steel guitar got stolen very long ago
My steel guitar got stolen very long ago
I never learned to play it anyhow

And now I pay attention but I don’t care
Oh yes, I pay attention but I don’t care
My mind went first and I ran after it

Bring up the blues piano, pedals stomped
Bring up the blues piano, pedals stomped
The piano tuner left — nobody paid his bill

I reminisce about a cotton field that I never saw
I reminisce about a cotton field that I never saw
I thought it was the bayou for too long

Now I bottle all my sorrows up
I bottle up my sorrows in a jug
That I carry in this foxed brown paper bag

Play the ragged blues in a bluesy key
Play the ragged blues in a bluesy key
No long green headed down this way