Blue Balls In Billtown
(Nazel Pickens)

I believe, I believe I gotta dust my broom
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
You lowdown rounders you can have my room
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

My baby used to play that ol’ rusty trombone
Take a ride on the Cleveland Steamer too
Hauled my ashes, done ground my corn
Stayed outta handcuffs for you

Gon' get on the horn to ev’ry bar I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
If she ain’t in Murphy, she’s in Medford I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

Now its all just dolled-up flat tires
Bank’s closed, done run outta cash
I got a wet check and a wooden nickel,
No-account half empty bottle of mash

I know, I know I done you wrong
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
But come on honey, can I come back home
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
I Got them Blue Balls In Billtown


Well, I believe, I believe I gotta dust my broom
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
You lowdown rounders you can have my room
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

I’ve eaten chocolate pizza and chili dogs
Soggy biscuits, fine jelly roll
Was a slicker than snot drugstore cowboy man
Rip-roarin’ log-stacker down in ol’ Frisco

Gon' get on the horn to ev’ry bar I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
If ya ain’t in Murphy, you’re in Medford I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

Was a huntin’ and peckin’ night owl
Daisy-chainin’, barebackin’ tea-bagger too
Lived on jerked meat and fine balone
Join some giblets with fine stew

I know baby I done you wrong
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
But come on honey, can I come back home
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
I Got them Blue Balls In Billtown


Well, I believe, I believe I gotta dust my broom
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
You lowdown rounders you can have my room
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

I used to hit them balls right outta the park
‘Round them bases I once flew
Was a pitcher and a catcher in the game
Even tried switch-hittin’ too

Gon' get on the horn to ev’ry bar I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
You ain’t in Murphy, you’re in Medford I know
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown

Now, I’m as cold as a frog's wet behind
Dark as inside a jersey cow
Wanna bend some bloomers, give a green gown
Put the devil right back into hell

Now I know, I know I done you wrong
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
But come on honey, can I come back home
Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
I Got them Blue Balls In Billtown
I Got them Blue Balls In Billtown