That'll Never Happen No More

Lyrics: Blind Blake
Music: Blind Blake

Played by Bob Weir with Rob Wasserman and others at a Furthur Festival acoustic jam.

I met a girl at the cabaret
Pretty papa won't you come my way
Her old man knew what I was all about
Waiting back at home just to throw me out
He broke my nose and he split my chin
Don't you come around here again
He chased me through the kitchen and out the door
Hit me with a chair till my head got sore

That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more

Was in Chicago winter and fall
I had to wear my overalls
I was poor but it wasn't my fault
I'm used to eating chicken now I'm eating salt
I met a girl with a big mink fur
Big fat fool me, I followed her
She pulled a gun out and she took all my dough
I didn't eat my heart out and I didn't get sore
'Cause that'll never happen no more

That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen no more
That'll never happen to me no more