Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I went to the merchant, asked him for some meal, Lord, you go away from here now boy, you got boll weevils in your brain. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. No sugar for my coffee, no flour for my bread, Red Cross store wen't help me fix my ailing head. I was on the floor a bleendin' I almost cought my d**h, No Red Cross store gonna save my life when I'm down to my last breath. Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Don't talk to me 'bout no war, if you can't tell me what I'm fighting for. I would go all the way to hell, before I give my Soul to that Red Cross store. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. I told you once, I told you twice, a thousand times before, If I could get a job, I wouldn't go to that store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more.