Uncle Ray shares his woes.
Complete song (MP3).
First verse of piano version (MP3)
You left me twenty years ago
To strike out on your own
Five years into our marriage
You left me, left our home
We didn’t have no children
You said you’d rather roam
You got the blues
You got the blues
Got the Caitlin County blues
You couldn’t stand the lifestyle
Too much work, it was too tough
You said, you couldn’t stand the life
A farmer’s life, it was too rough
All the work and the uncertainty
And the love was not enough
You got the blues
You got the blues
Got the Caitlin County blues
Now I got my plot of land
But no woman to help me out
Now I got my plot of land
But I’d rather be without
Want to leave this pain behind me
Start a new life in the city, thereabout
Want to leave Caitlin County
Meet some women, get a life
Want to go to the city
Sell my land, get a wife
Only problem with my plan is
Ain’t my land to sell.
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