Well, I'm going away to leave
I won't be back no more
Going back down south
Child, don't you want to go?
Woman, I'm troubled
I be all worried in mind
Well baby, I just can't be satisfied
I just can't keep from crying
Well, I feel like snapping
A pistol in your face
I'm gon' let some graveyard
Lord, be your resting place
Woman, I'm troubled
I be all worried in mind
Well baby, I can't ever be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
Well, now all in my sleep
I hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
I didn't see not a doggone thing
Woman, I was troubled
I was all worried in mind
Well honey, I could never be satisfied
I just can't keep from crying
Well, I know my little old baby
She gon' jump and shout
That old train be late, man
Lord, and I come walking out
I be troubled
I be all worried in mind
Well honey, ain't no way in the world for me to be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
