Way downtown foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
Ain't no one to go my bail

It was late last night when old Willie come home
I heard him a-rapping on the door
He's a-slipping and a-sliding with them new shoes on
Pappa said, "Willie, don't you rap no more"

Way downtown foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
Ain't no one to go my bail
Get it, Michael

And I wish I was over at my sweet Sally's house
Sittin' in that big armchair, yeah, I do
One arm around my old guitar
And the other one around my dear

Way downtown foolin' around
They took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
Ain't no one to go my bail

Well, it's one old shirt is about all I've got
And a dollar is all I crave
I brought nothing with me into this old world
Ain't taking nothing to my grave

Way downtown foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
Ain't no one to go my bail
Let's get up, men

Way downtown foolin' around
Took me to the jail
Oh me it's oh my
Ain't no one to go my bail

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Arthel Lane Watson