(Oh, tell it, tell it.)
I told my old lady, no longer than week 'fore last.
I told my old lady, no longer than week 'fore last.
(What'd you tell her?)
This old staying all night long, mama, Lord, it's gone come to a pa**.
How can a poor man sleep, Lord, when the one he loves stays out all night long?
(Can't sleep at all.)
How can a poor man sleep, Lord, when the one he loves stays out all night long?
Oh, Lord, he's rolling and he's tumbling. No, he just can't sleep alone.
[Instrumental interlude featuring guitar solo.]
(Now, your business Old boy know how to do that thing, too. step time. Lord, today, now, let's go.)
Lord, how can a poor man sleep when the one he loves stays out all night long?
How do you think a poor man feels when the one he loves stays up both night and day?
And like a old boy on a freight train, have any meals today?