David Roberts - I Know What Ails You lyrics

I know what ails you, ails you But I'm coming home to my baby, baby With a case of living love I ask you: who's been sleepin' where I'm livin? Have you been singin' in the kitchen? I'll let that all fall down And I guess I'll know when I know I'm headin' westward, forward Towards the setting sun And I'm making amends with the Mr. Jefferson He said, son you're livin' like a vagabond You been taking care in North America? I said, I really do not know My heart's been on hold so long But now I'm listenin' I'm rich and then I'm broke I try to obey the laws just like the other folks So I'm headin' eastward, backwards Right to New York And I'll write you a letter once I know what I'm writin' for Oh, my life is not what I thought it'd be And for that I feel so lucky now You know I miss you, Lo But you put a river in a bucket and that river has got no flow