I wished I had my poor heart in my hand
I wished I had my poor heart in my hand
I show you women, how to treat a man
I'm goin', I'm goin', your cryin' won't make me stay
Oh, I'm goin', your cryin' won't make me stay
But the more you cry, further you drive me away
You know you didn't want me, you oughtn't've made no stall
You know you did not want me, you oughtn't've made no stall
There's plenty more women, prayin' for your downfall
If the river was whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time
If the river was whiskey I would, stay drunk all the time
So a woman like you, could not worry my mind
Some of these mornings, baby, listen to what I say
Some of these mornings, baby, listen to what I say
I'm goin' away to leave, it will be too late to pray