I'm so tired of moaning,
trying to groan away my blues.
i'm so tired of moaning,
trying to groan away my blues.
i keep weeping and crying
every time i think of you.

i would rather die of starvation,
perish out in the desert sun,
i would rather die of starvation,
perish out in the desert sun,
than to think of some other man
holding you in his arms.

my heart gets so heavy
lord i shakes down in my bones.
my heart gets so heavy,
lord i shakes down in my bones.
i can't hurt a murderer,
oh lord, but i'm forced to weep and moan.