Well my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down Yes, my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down When I get that low down feeling I know the blues is somewhere around Well, I tried to treat you right day by day Get out your little prayer book, you better get down your knees and pray 'Cause you're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday Yeah, you're gonna be sorry, for treatin' me this way Well, good evening, don't that sun look good goin' down Well, good evening, don't that sun look good goin' down Don't your home feel empty when your lover she ain't around Now I've tried to treat you right, day by day Now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna stop my cryin', I'm gonna leave you alone And If you don't think I'm leavin', You can just count the days I'm gone. You're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday Oh you gonna be sorry, for treating me this way.