Ray Wylie Hubbard - Count My Blessings lyrics

Mama gimme a nickel and a deck of cards Said go on and play in the back yard Walking down the alley come my Uncle Lonnie Said lemme teach ya about Three-card Monte Take the ace of hearts and two black queens Flip 'em over so they can't be seen Spin 'em around four or five times Bet a nickel find the ace and win a dime Ten minutes later I had thirty five dollars Singing ain't misbehaving by the great Fats Waller I believe I'm gonna count my blessings I believe I'm gonna count my blessings Now I saw a black crow on a fence post Singing away like Sam Hopkins's ghost He sang when you see I ain't breathing no more Nail my feathers to an old barn door Or drag my carca** out behind the shed Just make sure you're pretty sure I'm dead Ask an Ouija board if you can't quite tell Or if I start to stink like the floors in hell Go to Navasota after I'm done dying It don't do you no good sitting around crying So I got me a pencil and a moleskin book When I heard Bertha Franklin shot and k**ed Sam Cooke Wrote down December 11, 1964 Ain't gonna be twisting the night away no more It took 15 minutes for the jury to decide 'Cause of d**h's justified homicide Liza Boyer wasn't called by the prosecution Later on she's arrested for prostitution La Hacienda motel had a busted down door Sam's wallet and his money was never accounted for