Searching The Desert For The Blues

You may search the ocean, you might go cross the deep blue sea
But Mama, youll never find another hot shot like me
I followed my baby from the station to the train
And the blues came down like night and showered me
I left her at the station wringing her hands and crying
I told her she had a home, just as long as I had mine
Ive got two women, and you cant tell them apart
Ive got one in my bossom, and one I got in my heart
The one in my bossom, shes in Tennessee
And the one in my heart, dont even give a darn for me
I used to say a married woman was the sweetest thing that ever been born
But Ive changed that thing, you better leave married women alone
Take my advice: let these married women be
Cause their husbandsll grab you, beat you ragged as a cedar tree
When a woman say she love you bout good as she do herself,
I dont pay her no attention, tell that same line to somebody else
I really dont believe no woman in the whole round world do right,
Act like an angel in the daytime, mess by the ditch at night
Im going, pretty mama, please dont break this rule;
Thats why Im searching these deserts for the blues
Im going, pretty mama, searching these deserts now
Thats why Im walking my baby home anyhow
Lord, oh Lord
Lordy, Lordy, Lord
Oh Lordy Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
When a woman say she love you bout good as she do herself,
I dont pay her no attention, tell that same line tosomebody else
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord