And I'm going I'm going  and your crying won't make me 
stay
Because the more you cry gal  the further you drive me 
away
When I leave your house  pin up black crepe on your door
Tell your man ain't dead  he ain't coming back here no 
more
Ever dream that you lucky  and wake up cold in hand
I wouldn't hand her my last dollar : to give your ???ing 
man
Take me in your arms  rock me good and slow
Know you hear them Frank Stokes blues : anywhere on earth 
you go
And I'm leaving you mama  this is the last time I'll ever 
go
When the Frank Stokes blues come around  I got a place to 
go