I'm a-goin' downtown to the races
Just to see my pony run
If I should win any greenbacks
Oh, I'm sure goin' to give you some
When I was down in the jailhouse
My friends all walking by
Nobody come down to see 'bout me
And I couldn't help but wonder why
Beefsteak when I'm hungry
Whiskey when I'm dry
Greenback when I'm hard up
Sweet heaven when I die
Daddy was a gamblin' man
He rambled from town to town
I'm a-goin' to be a rounder, boys
Ain't never goin' to settle down
I'm a-going to Savannah
On the Georgia Southern Number Five
Where the salt breezes blow from the ocean
And live oaks are growing wild
Beefsteak when I'm hungry
Whiskey when I'm dry
Greenback when I'm hard up
Sweet heaven when I die