Well I'm goin' away to leave Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I just can't be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in your face I'm gonna let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind Well baby I can never be satisfied And I just can't keep from cryin' Well now all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby