ain't nothin' new!
We got us a song about a man who lives off what his girlfriend can steal, lays around the house doing cocaine and doesn't get upset when the furniture man comes to reposses his furniture, as long as he can get his next fix. Could this be the latest hip-hop release from someone with his pants around his knees and 10 pounds of gold around his neck? That demon mind-rot that booms from passing cars. The pounding beat that is driving our young people to drugs, sex, and utter moral decay?
This ol' world is goin' to hell in a hand basket because of stuff like this. Must put a stop to it! Warning labels! Ban it from the shelves of Wall-Mart. No skateboards! Can I get a Hallejujah?!
Oh, did I mention it's damn-near 100 years old? And sung by a coal miner from West Virginia?
Originally recorded by Luke Jordan in 1927 as "Cocaine Blues". Dick Justice recorded this debauchery on May 20, 1929. You'll recall that Dick Justice was a friend and neighbor to Frank Hutchison back there in Logan, West Virginia. Musta been one bad 'hood up thar in dem hills.