Low-Down Rounder Blues by Peg Leg Howell Lyrics

Just a worried old rounder, out to trouble someone
Just a worried old rounder, out to trouble someone
All bundled up from hardships, fates to me have been unkind

I wouldn't listen to my mother, wouldn't listen to my dad
I wouldn't listen to my mother, wouldn't listen to my dad
And through my reckless living I put myself in bad

[Spoken]
I wouldn't listen to nobody, I was headlong. I wouldn't hear what nobody said. Mama talked to me all the time but I just wish I would've listened to her

I don't trust in nobody, I'm afraid of myself
I don't trust in nobody, I'm afraid of myself
I've been too lowdown, liable to put me on the shelf

My friends have turned against me, smiling in my face
My friends have turned against me, smiling in my face
Since I been so disobedient, I must travel in disgrace

I cannot shun the devil, he's still right by my side
I cannot shun the devil, he's still right by my side
I have no way to cheat him, I'm so dissatisfied
Ain't nobody wants me, they wouldn't be in my shoes
Ain't nobody wants me, they wouldn't be in my shoes
I feel so disgusted, I got them low-down rounder blues!