Won't Be Hangin' Around

Well, the rocks is my pillow

The cold ground is my bed

I looked over at the woman beside me

I said, "I might as well be dead"

You don't love

Why won't you tell me so?

If you don't really love me, angel

I'm gonna pack my things and go

Well, you told

You always would be mine

But now you've gone and left me, baby

And I'm alone to cry

You don't love

Why won't you tell me so?

Oh, if you're gonna really leave me

I wanna be the first to know

Well, I gave you all of my money

I bought you a house in town

I want you to make love to me

With no one else around

You don't want me

I'm gon' pack my things and go

Well, the woman that I am lovin'

She don't want poor me around no more