I have had my fun

If I never get well no more

I have had my fun

If I never get well no more

Though my health is failing me

Oh yeah, I'm goin' down slow

Please write my mother

Tell her the shape I'm in

Please write my mother

Tell her the shape I'm in

Tell her to pray for me

Please forgive me for my sin

I say on the next train south

You can look for my clothes back home

Lord, on that next train south

Oh, you can look for my clothes back home

Well, if you don't see my body

All you do is weep and [?]

If you see my father

Tell him not to waste no tears

If you see my father

Tell him not to waste no tears

I've been living bad and reckless

Whoa, all down those years