Low Down Gal Of Mine

(álbum: Winter's Scene - 1972)

Aching all over, b'lieve I got the pneumonia this time
Aching all over, I b'lieve I got the pneumonia this time
An' it's all on account of that low-down gal of mine

Yeah

Slipping round the corners, running up alleys too
Slipping round the corners, running up alleys too
Trying to find my woman, see what in the world she going do

Wearing B.V.D.'s in the winter, prowling 'round in the rain
Wearing B.V.D.'s in the winter, prowling 'round in the rain
Running down baby, give me this pneumonia pain

Sat out in the streets one cold, dark, stormy night
Sat out in the streets one cold, dark, stormy night
Trying to see if my good gal going to make it home all right

Must've found something, Lord have mercy it made her fall
I believe she found something, Lord have mercy it made her fall
I stayed out in the street all night and she didn't come home at all

When I die, bury me in a Stetson hat
I said when I die, bury me in a Stetson hat
Tell my good gal I'm gone but I'm still up, standing pat