Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor (Traditional) Transcribed by DWdrummer67. The lyrics used in this version will vary from several different artists, so just change them as you'd like. You can also jazz up the guitar by finger picking it, but it still sounds cool this way. For some reason this site doesn't always allow you to put apostrophes or pause dots where they belong, so you'll have to bear with mistakes... sorry about that. Hopefully you can figure it out. Tuning: Standard Chorus: C G C Make me a pallet on your floor C G C Make me a pallet on your floor C G Am C Make it soft, make it low, so my good gal wont know C G C Make me a pallet on your floor. Im tired and I cant work no more Im tired and I cant work no more Well Im tired, lonesome, weary and I cant work no more Make me a pallet on your floor Chorus: Im goin where the water tastes like wine Im goin where the water tastes like wine This New York water tastes like turpentine Im goin where the water tastes like wine Chorus: I know that Id be satisfied If I could hop that train and ride If I make Atlanta with no place to go Make me a pallet on your floor Chorus: Give everybody my regards Im goin if I have to ride the rods And if I make Atlanta with no place to go Make me a pallet on your floor Chorus: