Don't you hear your daddy, mama
You know just how Willie McTell feels
Lordy, only lead her to my door
Knocking on your door?
Lordy, give me back my good girl please
I even went down in my praying ground
Feel like a broke down engine, mama
Lordy Lord , Lordy, Lordy Lord
Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord
Lord, I won't worry you no more
Knocking on your door?
I ain't crying for no religion
Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord
I've been shooting craps and gambling
You ain't got to put her in my house
Lordy, Lord
Ain't got no drivin' wheel
Lord, I won't worry you no more
If you give me my baby
Dropped down on bended knees
Sweet mama, and I done got broke
Don't you hear me, baby
But it's Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord
Can’t I get out singing, living 'n' tapping
You all been down and lonley
And my clothes been sold
If you give me my baby
I've been shooting craps and gambling
Good God, and I done got broke
And dropped on bended knees
I done pawned my 33 special, good gal
Flatting, slip right across your floor
I went down to my praying ground
But it's, Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord
