Now, tell you, mama, now, I'm sure gonna leave this town (2)
'Cause I been in trouble ever since I sot my suitcase down

Now you don't believe I'm leavin', just watch the train I'm on (2)
Now you don't believe I'm [looking?], just count the days I'm gone

Now, I ain't gonna be your, your teasin' brown no more
Mama, and I ain't gonna be your, your teasin' brown no more
Sugar, the way you do me, you make my blood run cold

Now, 'fore I stay here, mama, and be treated this-a-way
Mama, 'fore I stay here, now, and be treated this-a-way
Now I let some freight train [stole?] me every day

Mmmm, Lord, oh Lord, oh, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord (2)
Now the woman I'm lovin;, she treat me like some mangy dog

Now, looky yonder, sugar, where the risin' sun done gone
Mmmm, looky yonder, sugar, where the risin' sun done gone
I'd be way over here mama, a long ways from my home