I seen better days, when times wasn't so hard
I seen better days, when time wasn't so hard
Says, my woman got mad and drove me out of her yard
I wonder what's gettin' the matter, with poor Bessie Mae?
Darn, she got mad and drove poor me'r away
Says, I wonder what's the matter with my troublesome mind?
I says, I wonder what's the matter with my troublesome mind?
Says, I must be thinkin' about my woman, I left behind
Step on 'er
My woman, she got something, work like sleeping pills
I says, my woman, she got something, work like sleeping pills
It takes all of my time to try to keep my backbone still
That's why I can't keep from thinkin', time I used to have
I can't keep from thinkin' about the time I used to have
Sometime I think, "Lord, I declare, I declare!"