Here are lyrics for Charley Patton songs requested on "Favorite Blues Songs" thread. More later, when I can get to my scanner. Note: Tom Rushen and High Sheriff Blues share same tune but different words - I will post both.

MISSISSPPI BO WEAVIL BLUES
Charley Patton

It's a little bo weavil she's movin' in the...Lordie
You can plant your cotton and you won't get a half a cent, Lordie
Bo weavil bo weavil, where's your native home? lordie
"A-Lousiana leavin Texas anywhere I'se bred and born," lordie
Well I saw the bo weavil lord a circle lordie in the air, lordie
Next time I seed him lord he had his family there, lordie.
Bo weavil left Texas lord he bid me "Fare thee well" lordie
("Where you goin' now")
"I'm goin' down to Mississippi, gonna give Louisiana (hell)," lordie
Bo weavil said to the farmer: "Ain't got ticket fare", lordie
("How is that, boy?")
Sucks all the blossom and he leave your hedges square, lordie
An' the next time I seed you you know you had your family there, lordie
Bo weavil (met) his wife: "We can sit down on this hill" lordie
Bo weavil told his wife: "Let's take this forty here" lordie
Bo weavil told his wife says: "I believe I may go north", lordie
(Hold on, I'm gonna tell all about that)
"Let's live in (leavin') Lousiana we can go to Arkansas", Lordie
Well I saw the Bo weavil lord a circle lord in the air, lordie
Next time I seed him he had his family there, lordie
Bo weavil told the farmer that "I ain't got ticket fare", lordie
Sucks all the blossoms and leave your hedges square, lordie
Bo weavil bo weavil, where your native home? lordie
"Most anywhere they raise that cotton and corn" lordie
"Bo weavil bo weavil, oughta (gonna) treat me fair", lordie
"The next time I did you had your family there", lordie.


TOM RUSHEN BLUES
Charley Patton

Laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace
Laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace
But when I woke up, Tom Rushen was shakin' me.

When you get in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin'
When you gets in trouble, it's no use to screamin' and cryin'
Tom Rushen will take you back to prison house flyin'.

It was late one night, Holloway had gone to bed,
It was late one night, Holloway had gone to bed,
Mr. Day brought whiskey taken from under Holloway's head.

Aw it's boozey-booze, now lord to cure these blues
It takes boozey-booze, lord to cure these blues
But each day seems like years in the jailhouse where there is no booze.

I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' 'round
I got up this mornin', Tom Day was standin' 'round
If he lose his office now he's runnin' from town to town.

Let me tell you folkes, just how he treated me
I'm gonna tell you folkes, just how he treated me
Aw he caught me yellin' I was drunk as I could be.