Barbecue Bob - She's Gone Blues lyrics

When you were down, sick down on your bed When you were down, sick down on your bed Know Bobby brought you your medicine, also brought you bread You was up today, looking good again You was up today, looking good again I knock on your door, won't even let me in But the sun's gon' shine, once more in my back door But the sun's gon' shine, once more in my back door It's true I love you, sweet mama, but you can't mistreat me no more I was standing at the terminal, arms fold up and cried I was standing at the terminal, arms fold up and cried Cryin', "I wonder what train taken that brown of mine?" Then I run to the telephone, took the receiver down Then I run to the telephone, took the receiver down I say, "Hello Central, give me Doctor Brown." My baby looks for me at any old hour at night My baby looks for me at any old hour at night No matter when I goes there she never turn out all her light Hmmm, hmmm, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Hmmm, hmmm, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord You womens in Atlanta, treat these men like your dogs Before this time, brown, maybe another year I'll be up the country, drinkin' that cool canned beer