I seen better days, when times wasn't so hard I seen better days, when time wasn't so hard Says, my woman got mad and drove me out of her yard I wonder what's gettin' the matter, with poor Bessie Mae? Darn, she got mad and drove poor me'r away Says, I wonder what's the matter with my troublesome mind? I says, I wonder what's the matter with my troublesome mind? Says, I must be thinkin' about my woman, I left behind Step on 'er My woman, she got something, work like sleeping pills I says, my woman, she got something, work like sleeping pills It takes all of my time to try to keep my backbone still That's why I can't keep from thinkin', time I used to have I can't keep from thinkin' about the time I used to have Sometime I think, "Lord, I declare, I declare!"