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Nobody Knows But Me
Jimmie Rogers, adpt: Doc Watson


You'll never know about the jailhouse blues
'Till they put you behind four walls
The jailhouse man he turns a big black key
And that's when your spirit falls
You drag yourself up to the bars
And then you gaze out diat the stars
That's when you say

Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Nobody knows but me
There on the outside you all can laugh
But I don't need your sympathy
'Cause when I've paid for what I stole
I leave this place worth my diweight in gold
Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Nobody knows but me

break

You won't realize that your freedom's gone
'Till they slam that big iron door
You won't realize that you're all alone
'Till you're seated in that two by four
My gal said she loves me, even shed a tear
She ain't been to see me since they diput me here
But I'll get out someday

Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Nobody knows but me
And there on the outside you all can laugh
But I don't need your sympathy
'Cause when I've paid for what I stole
I leave this place worth my diweight in gold
Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Lord, nobody knows but me

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Doc Watson continues:

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Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Nobody knows but me
And there on the outside you all can laugh
But I don't need your sympathy
For after I've paid for what I stole
I leave this place worth my weight in gold
Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues
Lord, Nobody knows but me



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