I'm kinda sick, mama
Kinda down
Truckload of trouble, child
Be what I found
And as I turn
To get away
Another spoken problem done
Got something to say
Lord, I gotta find my home
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired, mama
Tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
Ain't got no time
No time to think
Search me some gold, child
Grab me a drink
Gots me a frown
Need to find a smile
Whether your grass is
Green or blue, child
I'll walk the smile
Lord, I gotta find my home
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired, mama
Tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
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