I wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes
Wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes
I mean sufficient, talking about clothes
Well, I wanna go home, but I ain't got sufficient clothes
I bet my money and I lost it, Lord, it's so
Mm, lost it, ain't it so?
I mean lost it, speakin' about so, now
I'll never bet on the deuce-trey-queen no more
Mama, I can't gamble, son, why don't you quit tryin'?
Mmm, why don't you quit tryin'?
Why don't you quit, I mean tryin'?
That joker stole off with that long-haired brown of mine
Sugar, you catch the Katy, I'll catch that Santa Fe
Sugar, you catch that Katy and I'll catch that Santa Fe
I mean the Santy, speakin' about Fe
When you get in Denver, pretty mama, look around for me
The woman I love's 'bout five feet from the ground
Hey, five feet from the ground
Five feet from the, I mean ground
She's a tailor-made woman, she ain't no hand-me-down
I ain't seen my sugar in three long weeks today
I ain't seen my sugar, three long weeks today
Three long weeks to, I mean day, girl
It's been so long, seems like my heart's goin' break
I'm gonna run 'cross town, catch that southbound Santa Fe
I mean the Santy, speakin' about Fe
Be on my way to what they call lovin' Tennessee