Tell me what's wrong with me My man, we can't agree Now he's tried to steal away That is why you hear me say Now, I've got the blues, yes, I've got the blues Gonna sing 'em night and day Ticket agent, ease your window down ♪ Ticket agent, ease your window down ♪ 'Cause my man's done quit me and tried to leave this town ♪ I'd rather see this whole world sloppy drunk ♪ I'd rather see this whole world sloppy drunk
Than to see my man startin' in to pack his trunk If he don't want me, he had no right to stall
If he didn't want me, he had no right to stall I can get more men than a passenger train can haul ♪ He stole my money and he pawned my clothes ♪ He stole my money and he pawned my clothes
And which way my daddy went, a gypsy only knows ♪ I hate a man that don't play fair and square ♪ I hate a man that don't play fair and square
'Cause you can get a crooked daddy almost anywhere