Here I lay a-cryin`
Somethin` is on my mind
It`s midnight, I wonder where the nurse can be?
TB`s got me, all my friends have thrown me down
TB`s got me, and all my friends have thrown me down
But they treated me so nice, when I was able to run around
Oh, my poor lungs are hurtin` me so
Mmmm, my poor lungs are hurtin` me so
I don`t get no peace or comfort, no matter where I go
Lord, my good man don`t want me no more
Mmmm, my good man don`t want me no more
well I wish I was dead and in the land I`m doomed to go