[00:18.48]Well I met him at the courthouse
[00:28.01]Playin′ French harp on the steps
[00:37.51]And I loved him like a brother
[00:47.82]No better friend could any man have
[00:56.27]Well his daddy was a rounder
[01:05.52]Till he drank his self to death
[01:15.73]Left his momma to raise the family
[01:24.48]She was working when she drew in her last breath
[01:30.91]
[01:36.36]People say we′re no count and we′re sorra
[01:44.40]But it′s a long hard road we travel on
[01:54.52]And we′ll never, never strike it rich
[02:01.54]Down in Sugar Ditch
[02:12.35]Well he never had no money
[02:21.97]And no way to get him none
[02:31.46]Just a poor boy going nowhere
[02:41.63]Till one morning, morning he was gone
[02:47.04]
[02:50.99]Well I heard he′s up in Memphis
[03:00.14]Everybody knows his name
[03:10.51]He broke out of this red dirt prison
[03:20.78]And I swear I′ll follow him someday
[03:31.45]People say we′re no count and we′re sorra
[03:39.58]But it′s a long hard road we travel on
[03:49.16]And we′ll never, never strike it rich
[03:56.95]Down in Sugar Ditch
[03:59.07]
[04:02.63]I′m going away, I′m going away
[04:10.71]Cause there ain′t no future in this place
[04:17.33]I′m going away, I′m going away
[04:24.60]Cause there ain′t no future in this place
[04:30.07]I′m gonna leave Sugar Ditch
[04:34.97]I′m going away