text: I went upstairs to pack my leavin trunk
  I aint see no blues, whiskey made me sloppy drunk
  I aint never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk
  Im going back to Memphis babe, where Ill have much better luck
  Lookout Mama you know you asked me to be your King
  She said you kiddin man, if you want it, keep it hid
  But please dont let my husband, my main man catch you here
  Please dont let my main man, my husband catch you here
  The blues are mushed up into three different ways
  One said go the other two said stay
  I woke up this mornin with the blues three different ways
  You know one say go baby I want to hang up, the other two said stay
  Wake up mama I got something to tell you
  You know Im a man who love to sing the blues
  Now you got to wake up baby, mama now, I got something; I got something to tell you
  Well you know Im the man, Im the man oh yes and I love to sing the blues
  Come on baby, Come on
  I went upstairs to pack my leavin trunk, you know
  I aint see no blues or whiskey made me sloppy drunk
  I aint never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk
  I go home baby and I lay down on the lawn