I know you rider, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone I know you rider, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss your lovin' baby runnin', I said runnin' in your arms
And it's hey, hey hey, she was standin' in the kitchen, honey, in her morning gown Lord, she was standin' in the kitchen, babe, in her morning gown She was standin' in the kitchen, honey, in her morning gown
A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting, Shell do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions. A simple conversation for the new men now and again
Out in Black Mountain a child will smack your face I'm saying out on Black Mountain a child will smack your face The babies cryin' for liquor, and all the birds sing bass