Times ain't now nothing like they used to be
Times ain't now nothing like they used to be
Well, I tell you the truth, won't you take my word from me
I've seen better days, but I ain't puttin' up with these
I've seen better days, but I ain't puttin' up with these
Had a lot better times with the women down in New Orleans
'Cause I was born in the country she thinks I'm easy to lose
'Cause I was born in the country she thinks I'm easy to lose
She wants to hitch me to a wagon and drive me like a mule
I bought her a gold ring and I paid the rent
I bought her a gold ring and I paid the rent
She wants me to wash her clothes but I got good common sense
I gave you sugar for sugar, you want salt for salt
I gave you sugar for sugar, but you want salt for salt
And if you can't get along, honey, it's your own damn fault
Sometimes I think you're just too sweet to die
Sometimes I think you're just too sweet to die
Other times I think you ought to be buried alive