dust pneumonia blues

I got that dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung,
I got the dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung,
An Im a-gonna sing this dust pneumony song.
I went to the doctor, and the doctor, said, 'My son,'
I went to the doctor, and the doctor, said, 'My son, You got that dust pneumony an you aint got long, not long.'
Now there ought to be some yodelin in this song;
Yeah, there ought to be some yodelin in this song;
But I cant yodel for the rattlin in my lung.
My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues,
My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues,
She loves me cause shes got the dust pneumony, too.
It it wasnt for choppin my hoe would turn to rust,
If it wasnt for choppin my hoe would turn to rust,
I cant find a woman in this black ol
Texas dust.
Down in Oklahoma, the wind blows mighty strong,
Down in Oklahoma, the wind blows mighty strong,
If you want to get a mama, just sing a
California song.
Down in Texas, my gal fainted in the rain,
Down in Texas, my gal fainted in the rain,
I throwed a bucket o dirt in her face just to bring her back again.