Everybody, if your trouble's like mine

Take a walk in the woods where the moonlight shines

You talk to Jesus, he's the one who would know

He don't mind if your head's hanging way down low

I got a girl waitin' tables at the Five and Dime

She take my breath when she come down and see me sometime

She got a thing for shakin' that hip real slow

She don't mind when my head's hanging way down low

I miss you woman, wish you'd come and see me sometime

The way your eyes shine when you look up at mine

We got a good thing, gonna let your people know

You don't mind when my head's hanging way down low