Must have been the devil who changed my mind. Must have been the wind blowing not me crying. Half the joy of icaving was the space I left behind. Now I'm back, angelheaded holloweyed.
Lord my mother she done told me and my father done told me. My father told me too, yeah my mother she done told me. And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live in by yourself.
Lord my mother she done told me and my father done told me. My father told me too, yeah my mother she done told me. And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live in by yourself.
I believes my old lady she done, drive my black bone. You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone. I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong.
I believes my old lady she done, drive my black bone. You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone. I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong.
I believe that bad luck and trouble, man is all that joins us. I mean that bad luck and trouble, people that's all that joins us. When my bad luck quit me, Lord my trouble just began.