Going Down Slow (10-27-53) - Guitar Slim, Oden

I had my fun if I don’t get well no more

I had my fun if I don’t get well no more

My health is failin' me, darling and lord I’m goin' down slow

Please write my mother, child, tell her the stape I’m in

Please write my mother, child, tell her the shape I’m in

Tell her the shape I’m in

Tell her, child and forgive me for my sin

Tell her don’t see no doctor

You know that the doctor can’t still do no good

Tell her don’t see no doctor

Because the doctor can’t do me no good

It’s all my fault, you know I can’t do the same the things I do

Now on the next train south mama

But Jesus’s my close home

On the next train down south, darling

But Jesus’s my close home

If you don’t see me body, all you can do is moan