( You know, I walk along sometime, to myself.
I wonder, "Does eve'ybody have the same idea that I got?"
Sometime I has a mind to leave this place. I tell my people that sometime--but they say, "You know, you doin' time."
Yeah, I do know I'm doin' time, but I thinks about my brother then.
All of them is well, and I'm the one that's been hangin' around here. I take the Blues bad sometimes. I got somethin to tell you, baby, but I hate to tell you this.
You may not want to hear it. Sometime I be walkin' along, feel like to me I'm gon' fall dead.
She asks me what's wrong with me. I don't know, maybe my nerves bad. 'Cause I don't drink that much.
But I think the most of it--just about worked out. But you know, the way I work outchere, baby, now, it's many mornin' to go back there and work.
You know, they, they do allow a man a break up there. But I ain't had nary here, since I been here. Work you up in there.)

But I don't blame nobody, nobody but myself
I don't blame nobody, baby, nobody but myself
Lord, what I did down there, brought it all on myself

You better draw me an insurance, darlin'
So you can have somebody to debt on me
'Cause I liable to haul off and die, baby,
Ain't about the thing that you get after my death