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I was sittin' here thinkin'
My mind way, away
I had a good home
But my woman run me away
Ain't that a shame?
Yes, ain't that a shame?
Woman, you gon'
Need my help someday
I used to give my woman money
Deposit fives and tens
Now, them good times are gone, babe
They'll never happen. again
Now, ain't that a shame?
Lord, ain't that a shame?
Woman, you gon'
Need my help someday
'play it once, play it once'
Yas, yas
Now, i don't mistreat nobody
'cause you got a few dimes
You are up today, rider
But you won't be up all the time
Ain't that a shame?
Lord, ain't that a shame?
Woman, you gon'
Need my help someday
Lordy, lordy
Now, lordy, lord
I used to be yo' reg'lar
But now i gotten to be yo' dog
Now, ain't that a shame?
Lord, ain't that a shame?
Woman, you gon
Need my help someday
Now when i was in jail
You was far away
But when you got the news
You said, 'let old washboard, stay'
Now, ain't that a shame?
Lord, ain't that a shame?
Woman, you gon
Need my help someday.