Worried Blues - Skip James

I'm so worried now

But I hope not to be worried long

I'm worried now but I hope not to be worried long

Because I'm gonna pack my little old suitcase and

Back down this road I'll be gone

You know my baby she got a little something

I just don't know wonder what is

She got a little something and I

Just don't know a what is

Because every time I think about her

Lord it gives me a thrill

You know she love me out in the collar

And my foreign all

You know she locked me out in the cold

With my forty large

She knew I was broke and I was hungry

And I'm a thousand miles from my home

You know this time for textes

And T for tenesse

This time for textes

And T for tenesse

You don't know tab your celphone women

Dabbing you stand for

She worried now

You know I'm a poor travelin' and

And I look for side to side

I run to the river

And I know this for side to side

You know my baby she had undone

And she love me on 32

And don't write me no letter

Please don't you carry on your phone

Don't write me no letter

Please don't you call me on phone

Because you know I'm a poor boy travelin' and

Tryin' to find a home

I'm worried now but I hope not to be worried long

Because I'm gonna to pack my suitcase and

Back down this road I'll be gone