Boys, I ain't doin' no good, this slow death is killin' me Boys, I ain't doin' no good, this slow death is killin' me And instead of me goin' down swingin', I'm just as blue as I can be My mind in such a condition until I hardly know the days in the week Lord, my mind in such a condition until I hardly know the days in the week Baby, you give me plenty trouble, but someday you bound to slip When I'm sleepin' deep down in my grave, don't let no high-priced flowers worry you When I'm sleepin' deep down in my grave, don't let no high-priced flowers worry you You can just step out in the area of the yard, and old jimpson weed or dogsbane, it will do Now boys, you can be too sweet to your woman, and see won't she do you a dirty act Now boys, you can be too sweet to your woman, and see won't she do you a dirty act She'll forever keep you workin', workin' with your coffin on your back