Jimmie Rodgers — Jimmies 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