Now, tell you, mama, now, I'm sure gonna leave this 
town (2)
   'Cause I been in trouble ever since I sot my 
suitcase down
   Now you don't believe I'm leavin', just watch the 
train I'm on (2)
   Now you don't believe I'm [looking?], just count the 
days I'm gone
   Now, I ain't gonna be your, your teasin' brown no 
more
   Mama, and I ain't gonna be your, your teasin' brown 
no more
   Sugar, the way you do me, you make my blood run cold
   Now, 'fore I stay here, mama, and be treated this-a-
way
   Mama, 'fore I stay here, now, and be treated this-a-
way
   Now I let some freight train [stole?] me every day
   Mmmm, Lord, oh Lord, oh, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord 
(2)
   Now the woman I'm lovin;, she treat me like some 
mangy dog
   Now, looky yonder, sugar, where the risin' sun done 
gone
   Mmmm, looky yonder, sugar, where the risin' sun done 
gone
   I'd be way over here mama, a long ways from my home