Well, now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin and I feel like,
Like blowin my home.
When I woke up this mornin all I,
I had was gone.
Now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin, man now, I feel like,
Like blowin my home.
Well now, woke up this mornin,
All I had was gone.

Well, brooks run into the ocean,
The ocean run in,
Into the sea,
If I don’t find my baby,
Somebody gonna sure bury me.
Brooks run into the ocean, man,
That ole ocean run into the sea,
Well now, if I don’t find my baby chile,
Somebody sure gonna bury me.

Well, minutes seemed like hours,
An hour don’t it seem like days ?
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way,
Minutes seemed like hours,
An hour seemed like days,
Well now, seems like my baby child,
Whoo-hoo well, child,
Would stop her low down ways.