Jimmie's Texas Blues Lyrics

The way I been treated, some time I wish I was dead; The way I been treated, some time I wish I was dead; [SPOKEN] Lord know... 'Cause I ain't got no place To lay my weary head. When I want you, woman, I always find you gone; Ev'rytime I want you, always find you gone; [SPOKEN] You're always gone... Listen here, good mama, I'm gonna put your air brakes on. Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee; Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee. [SPOKEN] Ask sweet mama... Give me sweet Dallas, Texas, Where the women think the world of me. [SPOKEN] Hey, hey, hey... You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles, too; You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles, too; Yes, I know how it feels When you're feeling so doggone blue. [SPOKEN] Have mercy, Lord... I'm not singin' the blues, I'm tellin' you the hard luck I've had; I'm not singin' blues, I'm tellin' you the hard luck I've had. [SPOKEN] Baby, I've had it, too... The blues ain't nothin' but a good man feeling bad.