I have had my fun, I don't get well no more
I have had my fun, I don't get well no more
All of my health is failing, Lord, I'm going down slow
I'm going down
Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in
Please write my mother, tell her the shape I'm in
You can tell her to pray for me, forgive me for my sin
For all of my sin
On the next train south, look for my clothes back home
On the next train south, look for my clothes back home
Well, it's all my fault, I must've did somebody wrong
Did somebody wrong
This is all my fault, I must've did somebody wrong
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Going down, going down slow
Yeah
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