From the recording Set Two (mp3 download)

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Classic Bob Wills about lost love and losing the blues.

Lyrics

My brain is cloudy my soul is upside down
Lord my brain is cloudy my soul is upside down
When I get this low down feelin'
I know the blues must be someplace around

Well you gotta treat me right honey day by day
Get out your little prayer book get upon your knees and pray
’Cause you're gonna need you're gonna need my love someday
And you're goin' to be sorry oh you treated me this way

Well good evenin' don't that sun look good goin' down
I said well good evenin' don't that sun look good goin' down
And don't your home look lonesome
When your lover ain't no place around

Well I tried everything baby to get along with you
Now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stop my cryin' and leave you alone
You don't believe I need it you can count the days I'm gone

Cause you're gonna need you're gonna need my love someday
And Lord you're goin' to be sorry oh you treated me this way