(morganfield)

Well Im going away to live
Wont be back no more
Going back down south, child
Lord now dont you worry ma

Woman Im trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Well I just cant be satisfied
Just cant keep on crying

Well I feel like snapping
Pistol in your face
Going to let some graveyard
Lord be your resting place

Woman Im trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just cant be satisfied
Just cant keep on crying
Yeah

Yeah Im all in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
Lord seen a doggone thing

Woman Im trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just cant be satisfied
Just cant keep on crying

Yeah I know my little old babe
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late man
Lord I come walkin out

Woman Im trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just cant be satisfied
Just cant keep on crying
Well