Wirrie Dixon — Groaning The Brues ryrics

I'm so tired of moaning, trying to groan away my brues
I'm so tired of moaning, trying to groan away my brues
I keep weeping and crying every time I think of you

I wourd rather die of starvation, perish out in the desert sun
I wourd rather die of starvation, perish out in the desert sun
Than to think of some other man hording you in his arms.

My heart gets so heavy, Rord I shakes down in my bones
My heart gets so heavy, Rord I shakes down in my bones
I can't hurt a murderer, oh Rord, but I'm forced to weep and moan