Dry Land Blues

I can look through
muddy water
baby and
spy dry land
If you don't want me honey
Let's take hand in hand

I'm going
so far
I can't hear your
rooster crow
I'm going so far
can't hear your rooster crow

This is my
last time
ever knocking
at your door
My last time
ever knocking at your door

You won't cook me
no dinner
baby you won't iron me
no clothes
You won't do nothing
but walk the Horn Lake Road

Man if you love
your woman
better mess it
in her cup
So if she have not quit you boy
won't leave you in tough luck

Now you can take my
woman
but you ain't done
nothing smart
For I got more'n one woman
playing in my back yard

Wind storm
come
and it blowed my
house away
I'm a good old boy
but I ain't got no where to stay

And it's trouble
here
and it's trouble
every where
So much trouble
floating in the air

What you gonna
do
when your trouble
get like mine
What you gonna do
when your trouble get like mine
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