Brain Cloudy Blues

My brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down

Lord, my brain is cloudy, my soul is upside down

When I get this lowdown feeling

I know the blues must be someplace around

Well, you gotta treat me right, honey, day by day

Get out your little prayer book, get upon your knees and pray

'Cause you're gonna need, you're gonna need my love someday

And you're gonna be sorry, ooh, you treated me this way

Well, good evening, don't that sun look good going down

I said well good evening, don't that sun look good going down

And don't your home look lonesome

When your lover ain't no place around

Well I tried everything, baby, to get along with you

Now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do

I'm gonna stop my crying and leave you alone

If you don't believe I'll leave it, you can't count the days I'm gone

'Cause you're going to need, you're gonna need my love someday

And Lord, you're going to be sorry, ooh, you treated me this way

Brain cloudy