Leaving Blues

Well I'm leaving, leaving mama

But I don't know where to go

Well I said I'm leaving mama

But I don't know where to go

I'm leaving in the morning

On that C and O

I laid down on my pillow

And cried myself to sleep

Said I laid down on my pillow

Well I cried myself to sleep

I hate to leave you baby

When I love you so sweet, whoa

I'd rather see my coffin coming

Well right through my front door

Said I'd rather see my coffin coming

Right through my front door

Than to hear you say