My Last Goodbye to You
This is my last goodbye, baby, I declare, I done quit tryin' to be good
Now I declare you're alright with me, baby, ooh Lord, too many know you in
This neighborhood
I believe, I'm my mother's bad luck child
I believe, darlin', I'm my mother's bad luck child
I declare, I have so much trouble here, baby, ooh Lord, I believe I may go
Out of style
There's a day comin', baby, I declare you're goin' to sing your song
There's a day comin', baby, I declare you're goin' to sing your song
And I declare you're gonna be blue and worried, ooh, ooh, and have plenty
Troubles of your own
Bye-bye-bye, bye-bye baby, this is my last goodbye to you
Bye-bye baby, I declare this is my last goodbye to you
Now, this is my last goodbye, baby, Ooh, Lord, I don't care what you do
Writer/s: WILLIAM LEE CONLEY BROONZY