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
