I had a good man and now my man is gone
I had a good man and now my man is gone
And I pray to God, Lord, that my man will come back home
And I don't feel so good, Lord, in this world alone
Don't feel so good, in this world alone
And have been In the blue, Lord, ever since my man been gone
I was layin' on my pillow as the rain beat on my windowsill
I was layin' on my pillow as the rain beat on my windowsill
And I was wondering if my man, Lord, love me now
I feel so worried that I'm hurt and bruised
I feel so worried that Im hurt and bruised
Daddy, call, Daddy, I can't get no mail from you
Too much trouble hanging over my head
Trouble Trouble hanging over my head
And if the world goes bizarre that I ever had