I woke up this morning at the break of day
Just hugging the pillow where my rider used to lay

Leavin' blues I can't stay here to long
I've been mistreated and I'm goin' home

I sometimes drink whisky, I sometimes drink wine
I've been mistreated and I don't mind dying

I've got my 32-20 and my old .44
I got a shotgun on my shoulder, and I'm bound to go