Eric Sardinas I Can't Be Satisfied
Well, I'm goin' down south now, honey
Won't be gone long
Goin' away to leave now, honey
Don't you wanna go
I'm talking about trouble, mama
I'm on my way
Well, lord, I ain't satisfied
I just can't keep from cryin'
Well, I know my baby
Yeah, she gonna jump and shout
Make that old train, honey
And I can walk it out
Talk about trouble now, baby
I'm on my way
Well I... lord, I ain't satisfied
I sure can't keep from tryin'
Well, lord, I feel like snapping
My pistol in your face
I and I'm gonna let some graveyard, honey
Be your resting place
Talk about trouble now, baby
I'm on my way
Well, lord, I ain't satisfied
I sure can't keep from tryin'
Alright now...
Alright... ooh, yeah well, I woke up this mornin'
And I hear my doorbell ring
Lookin' for my little girl
I can't see not a doggone thing
Ooh, I'm talkin' about trouble, honey
Lord, I'm on my way
Well, lord, I ain't satisfied
And I... I sure can't keep from tryin'
Well, bye-bye, baby
Yeah, I'll see y'all again
'Cuz you won't be so evil, baby
You won't have so many men
I'm talkin' about trouble, now
I'm on my way... yes, yes
Lord, I ain't satisfied
I sure can't keep from tryin'
