Drink Up and Go Home

Lyrics as sung by Jimmy Martin
You sit there a-crying, right in your beer You think you got troubles, my friend listen here Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen  Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend  Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own  Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home  Back there sits a blind man, so blind he cain’t see Yet he’s not complaining, and why should you or me? Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen  Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend  Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own  Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home 

Music and lyrics by Freddie Hart

Chords
[Verse] A  A   A   A   D   D   E   E     D   D   A   A   D   E   A   A [Chorus] D  D   A   A   B7  B7  E   E  D   D   A   A   D   E   A   A

Locals
Lee Leonard & folks from Truckstop Classics sing it in A

Inspiration

 * Jimmy Martin sings in a high lonesome C
 * Jerry Garcia & David Grisham sing it in a laid back A
 * Carl Perkins sings in A flat