I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind Hate to leave my baby, but you treat me so unkind I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my mind Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treat me so unkind Runnin' down to the station, catch the first mail train I see (I think I hear her comin' now) Runnin' down to the station, catch the old first mail train I see I got the blues about Miss So-and-So, and the child got the blues about me And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm fold' up and cryin'
♪ And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm folded up and cryin' I hate to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind I got mean things, I've got mean things on my mind ♪ I got mean things, I've got mean things all on my mind I got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind