Bob Wills - Don't Let The Deal Go Down lyrics

Been all around this wide wide world Done most everything Played cards with the King and the QUeen And the ace, and the deuce ands the trey Don't let your deal go down, boy Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down the drain Til my last gold dollar is gone Where did you get Those high buckle shoes And the dress that you wear so fine? Got my dress from an engineer And my shoes from a driver int he mine Don't let your deal go down, boy Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down the drain Til my last gold dollar is gone You call me a bum When I'm home with you And it's bad man and tramp when I'm gone But when I come over the hill With a hundred-dollar buill Then it's honey, where ya been so long!?? Don't let your deal go down, boy, Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down the drain Til my last gold dollar is gone