One Room Country Shack

Sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere

People, I'm in my one room country little shack

I'm sittin' here, thousand miles from nowhere

People, I'm in my own, own one room country little shack

All my worries and companion

Is a old, is a old eleven foot cotton sack

I'm gonna leave, oh, early in the mornin'

People, because

I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

I'm gonna leave you early in the mornin'

People because, just because

I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

I'm gonna find me some kind of good woman

Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind

Play your piano [Incomprehensible]

Yeah, yeah

Lord, you make me feel so good this morning, do it again

Have mercy, have mercy on me, have mercy on me

Alright, yes, yes, yes, oh

Lord, have mercy

You don't know

You don't know how, how

I feelLord, have mercy down in this cotton field

You don't know

People, people, you don't know how

I feelHave mercy in this cotton field

I know you're out there havin' a good time

Why don't you, why don't you make connection with me

And give me some good deal?

Let me have a little bit of

Otis Spann, please

So many ways

So many ways you can get the blues

So many ways

So, so many ways you can get the blues

Yes, when you're down here on one of these cotton fields

Lord, you ain't got nothing to lose