Ten More Shows To Play

Tonight I'm in Houston

Next Dallas then L.A

My woman needs me with her

But I got ten more shows to play

I wonder how long

Before she makes me choose

Between her loving

And those ever loving blues

All the time before

She never complained

This time she was crying

When I got on the plane

When I kissed her goodbye

I could feel something had made her change

I wonder how long

She'll wait there and be true

How long can she go

Without the things we do?

I wonder while I'm gone

If she'll look for someone new

I'm here in misery

Lord, I'm on the spot

That woman and my guitar

Is really all I've got

I wonder how long

She will make me choose

Between her loving

And those ever loving blues

I wonder how long

Before the axe is gonna fall

Before I get

That long distance call

Saying, "Lord, hurry home

Or you won't have no home at all"