Country Blues

Laid at home in the evening and I feel like blowin' my horn
Woke up this morning and I found my little girl gone
Laid at home in the evening, feel like blowin' my horn
In this morning, found my little girl gone

Minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days
Seem like my baby won't stop her low down ways
The minutes seem like hours, and the hours seem like days
Seem like my baby won't stop her, won't stop her low down ways

Brooks runs to the ocean, the ocean runs into, into the sea
Seem like my baby sure gonna, sure bury me
Brooks runs in the ocean, and the ocean runs into the sea
Seem like my baby sure gonna, sure gonna bury me

Leavin' this morning if I have to, ride the blinds
Been mistreated and I'm all, sure don't mind dying
Leavin' this morning, if I have to, ride the blinds
I've been mistreated, surely I don't mind dying