One Room Country Shack

Sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my one room country little shack
I'm sittin' here a thousand miles from nowhere
People, I'm in my own own one room country little shack
All my worries and companion
Is an old, is an old 'leven foot cotton sack

I'm wanna leave oh, early in the mornin'
People because I'm 'bout to go out of my mind
I'm gonna leave you early in the mornin'
People because, just because I'm 'bout to go out of my mind
I'm gonna find me some kinda good woman
Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind

Play your piano for me, yeah yeah
Lord, you make me feel so good this morning, do it again
Have mercy, have mercy on me, have mercy on me
Alright
Yes, yes, yes
Oh Lord, have mercy

You don't know
You don't know how how I feel
Lord have mercy, down in this cotton field
You don't know
People, people you don't know how I feel
Have mercy in this cotton field

I know you're out there havin' a good time
Why don't you, why don't you make connection with me
And give me some kinda good deal
Let me have a little bit of Otis Spann, please

So many ways
So many ways you can get the blues
So many ways
So so many ways you can get the blues
Yes, when you're down here on one of these cottonfields
Lord, you ain't got nothing to lose