Oh, the last time I seen her standing on the station cryin'
Oh, the last time I seen her, she's standing on the station cryin'
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
"I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here
I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here"
"Got to go back home, sleep all night by myself
Got to go back home, sleepin' all night by myself"
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller gone?
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller's gone?
You stand in your back door and cry by yourself, alone
You stand in your back door, cryin' by yourself, alone
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Oh, the last time I seen her standing on the station cryin'
Oh, the last time I seen her, she's standing on the station cryin'
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
"I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here
I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here"
"Got to go back home, sleep all night by myself
Got to go back home, sleepin' all night by myself"
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller gone?
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller's gone?
You stand in your back door and cry by yourself, alone
You stand in your back door, cryin' by yourself, alone
Oh, the last time I seen her, she's standing on the station cryin'
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
Believe she told her friend, "Yon' go that mind of mine"
"I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here
I don't mind him goin', he's gone and leave me here"
"Got to go back home, sleep all night by myself
Got to go back home, sleepin' all night by myself"
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller gone?
Man, don't your house feel lonesome when your biscuit roller's gone?
You stand in your back door and cry by yourself, alone
You stand in your back door, cryin' by yourself, alone