Woman you must be stone-don crazy baby Either you goin' to lose your mind Woman, woman you must be stone-don crazy Either you goin' to lose your mind Way you treat me bad You must think my little heart is made of ice I sit here in my dark room Tears are rollin' down from my eyes I sit here in my dark room baby Tears are rollin' down from my eyes My sweet baby look at me and she said Baby you must, you must be hurtin' child I'm going to go south I think Yes, I'm goin' to go south now baby Where the weather suits my clothes I've been in this city too long You know I believe I'm almost froze Well I'm goin' to go down south baby People where the weather, the weather suits my clothes I'm goin' to go back south People where the weather suits my clothes I've been in the city too long You know I believe I'm almost froze