Whoa, I'm sittin' here with my arms folded Oh, Lord, just as blue as I can be Oh, I'm sittin' here with my arms folded Oh, Lord, just as blue as I can be (Wonder why) Oh, Lord, look like everything I get (Have mercy) Somebody takes it away from me (Maybe stop one day, sooner or later) Whoa Yeah, you may take my little woman Well, I won't get mad at you You know they like to take 'em, line 'em up, turn 'em 'round Take someone elses too And I'm mad at the world when I do that Everybody's down on me Whoa, why they do me like they do, God in heaven knows Oh, Lightenin' just can't see Just got to play it rightchere Don't get mad at me 'Cause I'm gonna play it to my own satisfaction Don't cut my throat