Jimmie’s Texas Blues

The way I've been treated sometime I wish I were dead
The way I've been treated sometime I wish I were dead Lord Lord
'Cause I ain't got no place to lay my weary head

When I want you woman, I always find you gone
Every time I want you, I always find you gone
You always gone
Listen here good mama, I'm gonna put your headbreaks on

Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee
Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee
Eh, sweet mama
Give me sweet Dallas, Texas where the women think the world of me, hey hey hey

You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles too
You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles too
Yes, I know how it feels when you're feeling so doggone blue
Have mercy, Lord

I'm not singin' the blues, I'm telling you the hard luck I've had
I'm not singin' blues, I'm telling you the hard luck I've had
Baby, I've had it too
The blues ain't nothing but a good man feeling bad