Jimmie Rodgers - Whippin' That Old TB lyrics

Listen all you rounders, you ought to be like me Don't worry about consumption, even if they call it T.B T.B., T.B., some say tonic is fine You take all your medicine you want, I'll take good liquor for mine Oh, the hospital and the doctor, done everything they could (Lord, Lord) Happiness and the sunshine, Lord, it's done me all the good Don't let that old T.B ever get you down (don't let it get you down) First they want your insurance, then they want to plant you in the ground spoken: play it boy, play that thing Just in your mind your troubles you forgot Because good old contentment, it's going to help you a lot Ain't no use to worry, no use to lay down and die Cause nine times out of ten ain't nobody will cry