Оригинален текст
I'm goin' home, friends, sit down and tell my, my mama
Friends, sit down and tell my mama
I'm goin' home, sit down and tell my mama
I'm goin' home, sit down and tell my mama
That that's no way to get along
These low-down women, mama,they treated your,your poor son wrong
Mama, treated me wrong
These low-down women, mama, treated your poor son wrong
These low-down women, mama, treated your poor son wrong
And that's no way for him to get along
They treated me like my poor heart was made of a rock or stone
Mama, made of rock or stone
My poor heart was made of a rock or stone
My poor heart was made of a rock or stone
And that's no way for me to get along
I stood on the roadside, I cried alone, all by myself
I cried alone by myself
I stood on the roadside and cried all by myself
I stood on the roadside and cried all by myself
That's no way for me to get along
I just want some train to come along and take me friends from here
Friends, take me away from here
Train come along and take me away from here
Train come along and take me away from here
And that's no way for me to get along
