O Lawd, I thought I was home.
Lawd, I heard a key rattlin’,
High-sheriff comin’ in.
Thought I heard a sheriff comin’,
Lawd, bring my breakfas’ to me.
Thought I see my coffin,
Lawd, rollin’ up to my do’.
Lawd, he say, “Dat gal say she don’t want you no mo’.”
Lawd, I lay right down, hung my head and cried.
Lawd, he say, “Dat gal say she don’t want you no mo’.”