(With Jamey Johnson)
My brain is cloudy
My soul is upside down
My brain is cloudy
And my soul is upside down
When I get that lowdown feeling
I know the blues
Must be some place around
You got to treat me right
Honey, day by day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
You're gonna need
You're going to need my help
One of these days
You're going to be sorry
You treated me this way
Well, good evening
Don't that sun look good going down
Well, good evening
Don't that sun look good going down
Don't your home look so lonesome
When your lover ain't around
Now I've tried everything, baby
To get along with you
And now I'm gonna tell you
What I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stop this crying
I'm gonna leave you alone
If you don't think I'm leaving
You just count the days I'm going to
You're gonna need my help someday
You're going to be sorry
You ever treated me this way