One Room Country Shack - Ana Popovic

I’m sitting here thousand miles from nowhere

People I’m in one room little country shack

I’m sitting here thousand miles from nowhere

People I’m right here in my one room country little shack

All my worries and companion

Is a old ten foot cotton sack

I’m gonna leave early in the morning

People because I’m 'bout to go out of my mind

I’m gonna leave early in the morning

Can you tell

I’m about to go out of my dog gone mind

I’m gonna find me some kind of good man

Even if he’s dumb, deaf, crippled or blind

You don’t know

You don’t know how I feel

You don’t know, babe

You don’t know how I feel

I know you’re out there having a good time

Why don’t you make a nice suggestion

Cut me some kind a good deal?

So many ways

So many way you can get the blues

So many ways, yeah

So many way, so many ways you can get the blues

Yeah, when down here on one of these cotton fields

Lord, you ain’t got nothing to lose