Classic Poem

I worked all the winter
And I worked all fall
I got to wait till spring
To get my ashes hauled
And now I'm tired
Tired as I can be
And I'm going back home
Where these blues don't worry me

I'm a free-hearted woman
I let you spend my dough
And you never did win
You kept on asking for more
And now I'm tired
I ain't gonna do it no more
And when I leave you this time
You won't know where I go

My house rent's due
They done put me out doors
And here you riding 'round here
In a V-8 Ford
I done got tired
Of your low-down dirty ways
And your sister say you been dirty
Dirty all a your days

I never will forget
When the times was good
I caught you standing out yonder
In the piney wood
And now I'm tired
Tired as I can be
And I'm going back south
To my used to be