Back Door Blues

I left my baby: Standing in the back door crying
Begging and pleading: Don’t you leave this time
Oh the sun’s going to shine: In my back door some day
I wish I had somebody: To drive my blues away
Blues and trouble: Both running hand in hand
If you ain’t never had the blues: You just can’t
Understand
You can always tell: When your woman’s got another man
She will take your bad treatments: And do the best she
Can