The Story of My Life - Guitar Slim

If my mother had not died

Lord my father left his child at home

If my mother had not died

Lord my father left his child at home

Maybe my life wouldn’t be so miserable, baby

Lord and I wouldn’t be so all alone

I was born in Alabama

Lord and I was raised up in Tennessee

I was born in Alabama

Lord and I was raised up in Tennessee

But no matter where I travel

Somebody always have tried to hurt for me

Well, I rather been lying dead

Sleeping way down in my grave

Lord and live long in this sarrow

Hell and misery everyday