Blues From The Gutter: Can’t Kick The Habit - Champion Jack Dupree

Jack Dupree — vocal & piano

Ennis Lowry — guitar

Wendell Marshall — bass, Willie Jones — drums.

Well, I can’t kick this habit

And this junk is killin' me Yes, I can’t kick this habit

And this junk is killin' me Ever since I started this habit

Ev’rything’s been down on me

I hung around my friends

And smoked reefer

And I thought I was doin', alright

Yes, I hung around my friends

And smoked reefer

And I thought, I thought

I’s doin', alright

Now, I done lost a good woman

And I have no place to sleep at night

Well, I went to the doctor

See could he cure this habit for me Yes, I went to the doctor

See could he cure this habit for me He looked at me and shook his head

And said this dope is killin' me

(Oh, play it for me!)

(Oh, yeah!)

(guitar, piano & instrumental)

'Yes, I know it’s killin' me'

'I don’t feel good, anyhow'

'I wished I would-a listened

To what my mother said'

'She told me that dope wasn’t no good'

'I didn’t pay it no mind

I thought I was doin' alright'

'Now, I’m stayin' sick as I could be'

It don’t pay, nobody

Just to live their life so bad

It don’t pay, nobody

Hoo-ooo!

Just to live, to live their life so bad

If you just take it slow and easy

Just as long as this habit lasts.