Policy Blues by Jim Jackson Lyrics

Have you ever taken a chance with the policy game?
Have you ever taken a chance with the policy game?
You play three numbers see what you can gain

If you should lose don't get mad at all
If you should lose don't get mad at all
You sure can't win unless your number's called

I've got the policy blues, I ain't got no money to play
I've got the policy blues, I ain't got no money to play
I know my number will fall today

I woke up in the morning with one thin dime
I woke up in the morning with one thin dime
This policy man gets that before the clock strikes nine

Then I sit around hungry the rest of the day
Then I sit around hungry the rest of the day
Waitin' for him to come back with your plate

I tell you what all the boys on Beale Street know
I tell you what all the boys on Beale Street know
It's the black man in the train and 4-11-44
They almost cursed when the drawing come back
They almost cursed when the drawing come back
That policy man sure can shake a weekend sack