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Drink Up And Go Home

Composer: Traditional

Jerry Garcia

info Been All Around This World, Garcia / Grisman, 2004

Others

Carl Perkins, 1955
Country Music Time, Jimmy Martin, 195?
I'm Going To Tie One On Tonight, Wilburn Brothers, 1965
Margie's At The Lincoln Park Inn, Bobby Bare, 1969
Drink Up And Go Home, Johnny Bond, 196?
The Sun Years, Carl Perkins, 1982
The Classic, Carl Perkins, 1990
Jimmy Martin & The Sunny Mountain Boys, Jimmy Martin & The Sunny Mountain Boys, 1994
Mexican Joe in the Caribbean, Mitchell Torok, 1996
Drink and Go Home, Vol. 2, Various Artists (Carl Perkins), 1996
The Definitive Collection, Carl Perkins, 1998
Drink Up And Go Home: Sun Country Vol 2, Various Artists (Carl Perkins), 199?
Larger Than Life, Sleepy LaBeef, 1998
Essential Bluegrass, Various Artists (Larry Cordle and Lonesome Standard Time), 2003

Notes

Writing credits are sometimes given as Maphis / Bond.

Performed once by the Grateful Dead in 1970. Also performed by the Black Mountain Boys on a show segment that circulates only as filler with no date or venue details.

The lyrics used by the Black Mountain Boys are as follows;

You sit there a-crying, crying in your beer
You think you got troubles, my friend listen here
Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

Now there sits a blind man, so blind he can't see
Do you think he's complaining, why should you and me?
Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

The version performed by the Dead is shorter ;
You sit there a-crying, crying in your beer
You think you got trouble, my friend listen here
Don't tell me your troubles, I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home

Now there stands a blind man, so blind he can't see
Do you think he's complaining, why should you and me?
Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home