Without you, crazy Think of the hurt as we're going through Crazy, that's what I'm without you But if you think of all the things that we won't do Well, if you think of all the things that we won't do

And I won't be back till fall Oh see, see see rider Girl see, what you've done Oh, oh, oh see see rider See what you've done now You've gone away and left me, Lord, now and now the blues have come, oh yes, they do Oh, well I'm goin', goin' away baby Oh

Faster than the speed of night The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle below There really isn't any time to lose They're going to catch us if we wait until it gets too light You're such a pretty boy Let me show you what to do and you'll do it But you

Oh, off across the room, she sits alone... Pretty as a picture, sadder than a sad song. Well, I'll do whatever it takes, try whatever works. I can't just sit here and watch her hurt. While she's so sad, while Mr Right did her wrong, I'll give her one

You saying all the right shit Well girl I like it I'm going to make this night romantic It's yo shit (ooh baby) Come on and take advantage of it (it's yo shit) It's yo shit, it's yo shit I'm gonna like you baby And I know what you've been dreaming about

Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I'm goin' away to leave Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Well baby I just can't be satisfied Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music For the rest of my natural born life Goin' catch a bream or maybe two Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs Goin' down to the swamp Goin' watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon Well, I'm goin' down to the swamp Goin' to

And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind taking Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? Round up de posse, Fugee comin' around de way. Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home! A cheeba cheeba, y'all, well, I'm a Libra, y'all.

And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways So I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay Ain't no tellin' how long that suns been up 'Cause it's dark as a dungeon while I'm lying here in this bunk I can hear em' sound checkin' but I'm not sure

Well there's floodin' down in Texas All of the telephone lines are down Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay And I've been tryin' to call my baby Lord and I can't