Lonely and blue and mistreated too
And if I don't be there by mornin'
Is it true that you think of me too?
Pack my clothes, get down on your knees and pray
Lonely and blue and mistreated too
And if I don't be there by mornin'
Sometimes I think of you girl
I left my woman with a twenty dollar bill
Sometimes I think of you girl
You know that I must have gone the other way
Findin' my way back to you girl
I got a woman waitin' for my pay
I left her waitin', I hope she's waitin' for me still
I got a woman livin' in L.A.
And if I don't be there by mornin'
I've been runnin' from Memphis to L.A.
And if I don't be there by mornin'
You know that I must have spent the night in jail
Findin' my way back to you girl
Had an appointment set sometime for today
Is it true that you think of me too?
