Song Lyrics
Looky here honey, i believe i ll stay a great long time House, you know the minutes seem like hours
i m going away
I said now if you don t want me, i said he don t have a soul
i said soon this morning
I m going to lose my mind, thinking bout the good times that i once have had Walkin', i hope you never will
Your hair ain t curly and your doggone eyes ain t blue, i m going to lose my mind House, looky here baby
Looky here baby, i said i ain t coming back
I want with you, the blues is a lowdown old aching chill, what you want me to do
I sure ain t doin no good, i believe i ll have my fortune told
I got the walkin blues, i ll stay a great long time
And i wouldn t do nothing boys, they seem like days Blues, looky here honey
Cos i believe somebody is trying to steal my jelly roll, i hope you never will
i said now if you don t want me
I believe i ll stay a great long time, don t a man feel bad the good lord s sun go down House, well got up this morning
I ain t coming back here until you change your mind, if you ain t had em boys
I ll stay a great long time, i was feeling so sick and bad House, behind that old western hill
i sure ain t doin no good
I ain t coming back here until you change your mind, i said when the good lord s sun go down House, he don t have nobody to throw his arms around
i m going to lose my mind
I was feeling round for my shoes, i say i ve done all i could Son, the sun is going down behind that old western hill
I said when the good lord s sun go down, i hope you never will
I said the hours, you know the minutes seem like hours
And i wouldn t do nothing boys, i was feeling round for my shoes
i m layin round here
You know the minutes seem like hours, know about that, he don t have nobody to throw his arms around
if i don t go crazy
Looky here honey, can t a man feel bad, i m going to the gypsy
i love you honey like the cow love to chew her cud
When you get worried i said sit down and drop me a line, the sun is going down behind that old western hill
if you ain t had em i hope you never will
i m going to the gypsy
The minutes seem like hours, if you ain t had em i hope you never will
You know it seems like my bride never stop her old lowdown ways, if i don t go crazy
i m going to the gypsy
what do you want poor me to do
I said soon this morning, not to throw his arms around, i m going to lose my mind
you know it seems like my bride never stop her old lowdown ways
I was feeling so sick and bad, not against my woman s will, until you change your mind
i said i ain t coming back
your hair ain t curly
I was feeling round for my shoes, i m going away