Well, I'm going away to live Won't be back no more Going back down south, child Lord don't you worry 'bout Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Well, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Well, I feel like snapping Pistol in your face Going to let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah, I'm all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby Lord seen a doggone thing Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah, I know my little old babe She gonna jump and shout That old train be late man Lord I come walking out Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying, well