Well now getting
                                late over in the evening
I feel like
                  like blowing my home
When I woke up this morning all I
                                                        I had was gone
Now getting late over in the evening man now
I feel like
                        like blowing my home
Well now
                    woke up this morning
All I had was gone
 

Well      brooks running to the ocean
The ocean running
                                    into the sea
I don't find my baby somebody gonna sure bury me
Brooks running into the ocean
                                                    that old ocean running into the sea
Well now I don't find my baby child
Somebody sure gonna bury me

(Play that one more time boy)

(Yeah)

well minutes seem like hours
And hours gonna seem like days
Seems like my baby will stop her old evil ways ah
Minutes seem like hours
And hours seems like days
well now seems like my baby child
                                                        woo oo oo well child
                                                        will stop her low down ways