(Morganfield)
well i'm going away to live
won't be back no more

going back down south, child
lord now don't you worry ma


woman i'm trouble
trouble and all worried mind
well i just can't be satisfied

just can't keep on crying

well i feel like snapping

pistol in your face
going to let some graveyard
lord be your resting place


woman i'm trouble
trouble and all worried mind

yeah i just can't be satisfied
just can't keep on crying
yeah


yeah im all in my sleep
hear my doorbell ring

looking for my baby
lord seen a doggone thing


woman i'm trouble
trouble and all worried mind
yeah i just can't be satisfied

just can't keep on crying

yeah i know my little old babe

she gonna jump and shout
that old train be late man
lord i come walkin out


woman i'm trouble
trouble and all worried mind

yeah i just can't be satisfied
just can't keep on crying
well