Sick Bed Blues

Layin sick, honey, on my bed
Im layin sick, honey, and on my bed
Im layin sick, honey, and on my bed
I used to have some friends but they wish that I were dead
In awful pain and deep in misery
Awful pain and deep in misery
Awful pain and deep in misery
I aint got nobody to come and see about me
And every dog, baby, got a day
And every dog, baby, got a day
Every dog, baby, got a day
But I said, 'Please, dont you treat me this-a way'
The doctor came, lookin very sad
The doctor came, lookin very sad
The doctor came, lookin very sad
He diagnosed my case and said it was awful bad
He walked away, mumblin very low
He said, 'He may get better but hell never get well no more
I hollered, 'Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lordy, Lord
Oh Lordy, Lord, Lord, Lord
I been so badly misused and treated just like a dog'
Ive got a long trip and Im just too weak to ride
Ive got a long trip and Im just too weak to ride
I got a long trip and Im just too weak to ride
Now its a thousand people standin at my bedside
You take a stone, you can bruise my bone
You take stone and you can bruise my bone
You take a stone and you can bruise my bone
But you sure gonna miss me when Im dead and gone
I been on the ocean, I been across the sea
Been on the ocean, I been across the sea
Been on the ocean, I been across the sea
I aint found nobody would feel my sympathy