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When I go out of town, I drive the whole night long
Well, I woke this morn', I know you know right from wrong
Yeah, if I had possession over judgment day
Well, if I had possession over judgment day
Then the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't have no right to pray
Well, I went to the mountain lookin' far as I could see
Well, I went to the mountain lookin' far I could see
Then some other got my woman and the lonesome blues got me
Then I rolled and I tumbled, I cried all night long
Then I rolled and I tumbled and I, I cried all night long
When I woke up this mornin', my biscuit roller gone
Then I folded my arms and I slowly walked away
I didn't like the way she done
I folded my arms and I slowly walked away
Then I said in my mind, "Your trouble's gonna come your way"
Now run here, baby, and sit down on my knee
Yeah, now run here, baby, sit down on my knee
I wanna tell you all about the way they mistreated me