Brain Cloudy Blues

(Ah, yes)
(Ah, let's ride out on this lonely town in Abilene)
(Ah, now)
(Come in, Tommy)
(Let's hear you sing it)

My brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down (terrible, terrible)
Yeah, my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down
(I think I know what you mean)
When I get that low down feelin'
I know the blues must be some place around

(Ah, let's go from here)

Well you got to treat me right, day by day (uh-huh?)
Get out your little prayer book, get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday
Yeah, you're going to be sorry, ooo, you treat me this a-way

(Here's that boy, Brother Junior)
(Let's get it low there, Junior)
(Yes, you know what low means)
(Well don't we all, haaa)

(Here's that man again)

Well good evening (howdy), don't that sun look good going down
(Certainly does, I'm gonna agree with you, brain's cloudy)
Well good evening, don't that sun look good going down
(It's electric lights you're looking at boy)
Don't your home look lonesome when your lover ain't around

(That make sense, yes)

Now, I've tried everything baby, to get along with you
(You ever try buying her a new house?)
Now, I'm gonna tell you, what I'm gonna do (uh-huh?)
I'm gonna stop crying, gonna leave you alone (that's the old spirit)
If you don't think I'm leaving, you can count the days I'm gone
(Oh, do tell boy)

'Cause you're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday
Yeah, you're going to be sorry, ooo, you treat me this a-way
(Your brain is so cloudy)