Reverend Gary Davis - I'm Throwin' up My Hands (Ain't Gonna Work Here No More) lyrics

There is one thing, sure do worry me My good gal packed her suitcase, walked off and left poor me Lord, Lord, see what a fix she left me in I ain't got no home, and ain't got no friends I'm going away to wear You off my mind Said I won't be here wringing my hands and crying