Real Real Gone

I'm real real gone

Solomon Burke said, "If you need me

Try me"
Don't you know? I need your help
Don't you know I need your help
And the night is filled with space
Got me down to the very marrow
And Sam Cooke is on the radio
And your fingertips touch my face
And I'm real real gone, I'm real gone
You can't stand up alone

You're a friend of mine and I'm real real gone
You're a friend of mine and I'm real real gone
Oh, you can make it if you try
And I'm real real gone
Some people say
And I'm real real gone
You're a friend of mine and I'm real real gone

I can't stand up by myself
That's when my love comes tumbling down"

James Brown said, "When you're tired of what you got
I'm real gone now

Oh Lord, I got hit by a bow and arrow
Real real gone
Why don't you call me"
You can make it on your own
Got me down to the very marrow
I can't stand up by myself
Oh, baby, that is why

I know better now
Wilson Pickett said, "In the midnight hour