Furry Lewis Mr. Furry's Blues
I wish I had : my poor heart in my hand
I'd show you women : how to treat a man
I'm going I'm going : your crying won't make me stay
For the more you cry : further you drive me away
You know you didn't want me : you oughtn't've made no
stall
There's plenty more women :
If the river was whiskey : I'd stay drunk all the time
So a woman like you : could not worry my mind
Some of these mornings : baby listen to what I say
I'm going away to leave you : it will be too late to pray
