Oh, look up and down that long lonesome road
Hang down your head and cry, my lord
Hang down your head and cry

Oh, I wish to the Lord that I'd never been born
Or died when I was a baby, my lord
Died when I was a baby

I would not be here eatin' this cold corn bread
Or soppin' this salty gravy, my lord
Or soppin' this salty gravy

You have caused me to weep, you've caused me to morn
You've caused me to leave my home, my Lord
Caused me to leave my home

Oh, I wish to the Lord that I'd never seen your face
Or heard your lying tongue, my Lord
Or heard your lying tongue

Oh, I wish that I had some nice young man
To tell all my secrets to, my lord
To tell all my secrets to

Because this young feller that I'm goin' with
Tells everything I do, my lord
Tells everything I do
Oh, you'd better quit them rough rowdy ways
Gonna end up in the county jail some day
End up in the county jail

And it's look up and down that long lonesome road
Where all our friends have gone, my love
And you and I must go