Blind Boy Fuller Somebody's Been Talkin'
I hate to see : that rising sun go down
It makes me believe : my woman got me on my last go‑round
She used to be mine : but look who got her now
She didn't mean me no good : God knows I couldn't keep
her nohow
Said hear me mama : who in the world been telling you
You don't even treat me : nothing like you used to do
Said it may be a week : and it could be a month or two
But when I get lucky gal : I'm coming right back to you
Said a woman I love : she rolled all over the bed
She got the kind of loving : make me talk out of my head
She got coal‑black eyes : she got long black curly hair
My baby got something : to lead me most anywhere
I hate to see : that rising sun go down
Lord I got a notion : my woman done and left this town
