Darling you must be stone down crazy Either you're going to lose your mind Yes I say you must be stone down crazy Either you're going to lose your mind Yes I wanna know why did you treat me so low down and dirty Ohh, you must be think my little heart is made of iron I sit here in this dark room With tears rolling all down my eyes Lord I sit here in this dark room With tears rolling all down my eyes Oh this little girl she looked at me and said Wow baby ain't my time
Lord I sit here in this dark room With tears rolling all down my eyes Lord I sit here in this little dark room Oh, with tears rolling all down my eyes Oh you know the little girl she looked at me and said Wow baby that just ain't my time
Oh I think I'm going back down south People where the weather suits my clothes Lord I think I'm going back down south Ohh, where the weather suits my clothes Yes you kow I've been running round in Chicago so long Ohh, 'till I'm almost done frooze