When that hearse come, and roll me from my door
When that hearse come babe, and roll me from my door
Carry me to some lonesome graveyard, then you won't see me no more
And I know you gonna feel bad, you think how much you done me wrong
Yes, I know you gonna feel bad, you think how much you done me wrong
Well, just before that day come woman, gonna forgive you for all that you have done
Yes, I know you gonna need me, But it won't do you no good
Said, now I know you gonna need me, babe, but it won't do you no good
You better stop mistreatin me now, and treat me as you should
Spoken: Ah, won't it be lonesome
I don't want you to grieve, I don't want you to weep and moan
I don't want you to grieve, I don't want you to weep and moan
I remember when I was sick on my bed, and you drove me 'way from home
Yes, and when you're out babe, having a time with your other men
Yes, and when you're out babe, having a time with your other men
I want you to remember, that I once have been your friend
Spoken: Ah, I know you gonna need me babe. It won't do you no good