I woke up this morning at the break of day Just hugging the pillow where my rider used to lay Leavin' blues I can't stay here to long I've been mistreated and I'm goin' home I sometimes drink whisky, I sometimes drink wine I've been mistreated and I don't mind dying I've got my 32-20 and my old .44 I got a shotgun on my shoulder, and I'm bound to go