Yes, I’m goin’ down slow
I’ve had my fun. If I don’t make it well no more
I’ve had my fun, but don’t get well no more
You see my health is failing me
And I’m goin’ down slow

Somebody write my mother and tell her the shape I’m in
Some friend of mine please write my mother and tell her the shape I’m in
Tell her to pray for me
Forgive me of all my sin

It’s my own fault, baby. I shouldn’t have done the things I did
It’s my own fault, now. I shouldn’t have done the things I did
Drinking all that bad stuff
Affected the brain inside my head
And I’m going down slow. Yes I am.

If my baby. If my baby would only take me back again
If my baby would only take me back once again
You know I wouldn’t feel so bad
I could start life all over again

Mother please don’t worry. This is all in my prayers
Mother please don’t worry. This is all in my prayers
You can say you got a son out in the world somewhere
I gotta tell ya

On the next train south, look for my clothes on
On the next train south, look for my clothes on
Well, if you don’t see my body
All you can do is weep and moan.