Match Box Blues

I'm standin' here thinkin', would a matchbox hold my clothes?

I'm standin' here thinkin', would a matchbox hold my clothes?

When I leave this town, I won't need no suitcase I know.

Hey, pretty mama, tell me what's your troubles now?

Hey, pretty mama, tell me what's your troubles now?

You're tryin' to quit me, honey, but good gal, you don't know how.

I'm goin' 'cross Red River. I'm gonna leave this town.

I'm goin' 'cross Red River. I'm gonna leave this town.

Because the woman I love has tore my playhouse down.

There's a bulldog in the alley, jumpin' against his chain.

There's a bulldog in the alley, jumpin' against his chain.

I've got a highbrow woman that's doin' me the same.

I woke up this mornin' between mid-night and day.

I woke up this mornin' between mid-night and day.

Oh, I grabbed that pillow where my good gal used to lay.

If my train don't run, I've got a doggone mule to ride.

If my train don't run, I've got a doggone mule to ride.

I don't have to catch him because he's already tied.