Walkin', walkin', talking to myself Walkin', walkin', talkin' to myself Wonderin' if I die, would my baby love somebodys else Sighin' and crying, no, broke down with the blues Sighin' and cryin, broke down with the blues My clothes all worn-out, holes all in my shoes Walkin' 'cross the country, trying to get a stake Walkin' 'cross the country, tryin' to get a stake 'Cause my baby wants, every cent I make Tired and hungry, I've been walkin' many days I'm tired and hungry; I've walked so many days Wonderin' if my baby would stop her hateful ways Walkin' 'cross the country, with my head bowed down Walkin' 'cross the country, with my head bowed down A woman can sure make a man act like a clown