Goin’ Down Slow

I have had my fun
If I don't get well no more
Yes, I had my fun
If I don't get well, no more
Get well, no more
Yes, my health is failing me
And I'm going down slow

Please write my mother
Tell her the shape I'm in
Ple-eee-ase write my mother
Lord, Lord, Lord
Tell her the shape I'm in
Tell her to pray for me

Forgive me of all my sin

On the next train south
Look for my clothes, home
On the next train south
Look for my clothes, home
(Oh yeah!)
If you don't see my body
All you can do is moan

'Lord have mercy'

Mother, please don't worry
This is all in my prayers
Yes, mother please don't worry
This is all in my prayer
You do say you got a son
Out in the world, somewhere