Well, I'm going away to live

Won't be back no more

Going back down south, child

Lord don't you worry 'bout.

Woman I'm trouble

Trouble and all worried mind

Well, I just can't be satisfied

Just can't keep on crying.

Well, I feel like snapping

Pistol in your face

Going to let some graveyard

Lord be your resting place.

Woman I'm trouble

Trouble and all worried mind

Yeah, I just can't be satisfied

Just can't keep on crying.

Yeah, I'm all in my sleep

Hear my doorbell ring

Looking for my baby

Lord seen a doggone thing.

Woman I'm trouble trouble

And all worried mind

Yeah, I just can't be satisfied

Just can't keep on crying.

Yeah, I know my little old babe

She gonna jump and shout

That old train be late man

Lord I come walking out.

Woman I'm trouble

Trouble and all worried mind

Yeah, I just can't be satisfied

Just can't keep on crying, well...