the way i ve been treated sometimes i wish i were dead lord the way i ve been treated sometimes i wish i were dead i ain t got no place to lay my weary head i feel so bad the whole round world looks blue lord i feel so bad the whole round world looks blue i ain t got no money i don t know what to do look yonder coming coming down that railroad track look yonder coming coming down that railroad track see that black smoke rolling rolling from that old smokestack play the dobro lord there s something bout you mama sure give me the blues lord there s something bout you mama sure give me the blues lord it ain t them dropstick stockings might be them blue bubble shoes alright marty lord my baby got something she calls the stingaree lord my baby got something she calls the stingaree she nearly drive me crazy when she turned it a loose on me yo de lay oh lay