i m so tired of moaning trying to groan away my blues i m so tired of moaning trying to groan away my blues i keep weeping and crying every time i think of you i would rather die of starvation perish out in the desert sun i would rather die of starvation perish out in the desert sun than to think of some other man holding you in his arms my heart gets so heavy lord i shake down in my bones my heart gets so heavy lord i shake down in my bones i can t hurt a murderer oh lord but i m forced to weep and moan