I've been layin' on my back
Like a freight train off a track
Tryin' to find a job to fit my trade
With the mornin' sun comin' 'round
I'll be coverin' plenty of ground
I don't need nobody to pay my aid
Mmm, pay my aid

My Bess and me were feelin' bad
And all the good jobs they were had
I had to take to sweepin' up some floors
Well, I don't mind that so much
Or the changin' of my luck
But you know I could be doin' so much more
Mmm

My Bess and me were feelin' had
And for the good times we were glad
And some words I read, well, they came back to me
"I'll be comin' home tonight
And everything will be all right"
They were an inspiration to me
Oh, to me

Ooh