Ramblin' Jack Elliott - Arthritis Blues lyrics

Arthritis is a thing to miss It will leave you walkin' with a double twist And it's all kinds of trouble Gonna find you somehow Can't stand up, can't lay down You can't sit in a chair, you can't roll on the ground And it's all kind of trouble Gonna find you somehow I went to the doctor, doctor looked sad Well he looked in his book, and he told me what I had And it's all kind of trouble Gonna find you somehow Doctor, doctor, doctor, get your X-ray machine Well it feel so good, just about like morphine And it's all kind of trouble Gonna find you somehow When you get to Heaven, tell the judge for me I've had sixteen years of the third degree And it's all kind of trouble Gonna find you somehow Arthritis is a thing to miss It will leave you walkin' with a double twist And it's all kinds of trouble Gonna find you somehow All kinds of trouble, good Lord Gonna find you somehow