I got up this morning, feeling sick and bad,
Thinking 'bout the good times that I once have had
I said soon this morning, I was feeling so sick and bad,
You know I was thinking 'bout the good times now that I- I once have had.
The sun is going down behind that old western hill
Ooh, behind that old western hill
And I wouldn't do nothing boys, not against my woman's will.
You know I'm going away, I'll stay a great long time
I aint coming back here until you change your mind
Oh, I'm going away, I believe I'll stay a great long time
I said I aint coming back, honey, until you change your mind.