Stone Dead John - Worn Out Blues Lyrics

These Worn Out Blues are gowning old, ain't never gonna make it is what I was told
It's the big come up for Mary Jane, if you have a fever boy she'll take away the pain
Fall right sit tight keep it in line, I gotta' Diamond Doll that shines like sunshine
She came out with a little skirt, high heels on she was lookin' so good
It's ok don't be afraid, come on baby just lead me astray ah come on
Put your spell on me, Put your spell on me
Put your spell on me, I could be your lucky man
I was drunk, I was f*ckin' blind. I fell over for the seventh time
Broken jaw and a brusied ego, ain't got no home got nowhere to go ah come on
Put your spell on me, Put your spell on me
Put your spell on me, I could be your lucky man
These Worn Out Blues they grew old, well I guess we made it and that's you told
It's the big come down for Mary Jane, I had a fever boy she took away the pain
Fall right sit tight keep it in line, I gotta' Diamond Doll that shines like sunshine