Texty: B.B. King. One Kind Favor. I Get So Weary.

I get so weary every time the sun goes down
I get so weary in the evening when the sun goes down
I get so lonesome when my baby?s not around

When I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call
When I go to bed at night, and the birds began to call
I am here so sad and lonely for my baby
And that ain?t all

When I get up in the morning just before the break of day
Oh, I get up in the morning just before the break of day
Thinking about my baby
But I know she?s on her way