I got ramblin'
I got ramblin' all on my mind
I got ramblin'
I got ramblin' all on my mind
I hate to leave, my babe
But you treat me so unkind

I got mean things
I got mean things all on my mind
I got mean things
I got mean things all on my mind
I hate to leave you here, babe
But you treat me so unkind

Runnin' down to the station
I catch the first mail train I see
Runnin' down to the station
Catch the first train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So
Now the child got the blues about me

Well, I'm leavin' this mornin'
With my arms fold up and cryin'
Yes, I'm leavin' this mornin'
With my arms folded up and cryin'
I hate to leave, my babe
But you treat me so unkind

I got mean things
I got mean things on my mind
I got mean things
I got mean things on my mind
I got to leave my baby
Well, she treat me so unkind