I made up my mind

I've got trouble at home

I made up my mind

I've got trouble in my home



and when the rain stops fallin'

I've got a feeling

I'll be alone



the baby keeps cryin'

she's in so much misery and pain

my baby keeps on cryin

Lord, she's in so much misery and pain



Well I tried to be a good man

but i keep going wrong again



I worry 'bout my children

Uhh, I'd hate them to see what's goin' on

I worry 'bout my children, people

Lord, I'd hate them to see what's goin' on



why should they have to suffer

When it's you and me that's going wrong