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Texty: Savoy Brown. Tell Mama.

I quit my job, ain't got no money
Seems I have to leave this town
Packed my bag, run to the station
Board the train that's eastward bound

Tell Mama and all the folks back home
Sometimes a man just feels he's got to make it alone
Tell Mama why I'm leavin' so soon
Because this life I live has got me sick through and through

Nothing to do, that's why I had to go
Seems no use in hanging 'round
I can't stop now, the ticket's in my hand
Board the train that's eastward bound

Tell Mama and all the folks back home
Sometimes a man just feels he's got to make it alone
Tell Mama why I'm leavin' so soon
Because this life I live has got me sick through and through, hey, ooh

I quit my job, ain't got no money
Seems I have to leave this town

Tell Mama and all the folks back home
Sometimes a man just feels he's got to make it alone
Tell Mama why I'm leavin' so soon
Because this life I live has got me sick through and through

Tell Mama and all the folks back home
Sometimes a man just feels he's got to make it alone
Tell Mama why I'm leavin' so soon
Because this life I live has got me sick through and through