"Match Box Blues" lyrics - ALBERT KING

I'm going to the river - going to walk down by the sea
I got those tadpoles and minnows - arguing over me

Sitting here wondering - would a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got so many matches - but I got so far to go

Lord mama - who may your manager be
He asked so many questions - can you make arrangements for me

I got a brown across town - she crochet all the time
Baby if you don't quit crocheting - you going lose your mind

I wouldn't mind marrying - but I can't stand settling down
I'm going to act like a preacher - so I can ride from town to town

I'm leaving town - crying won't make me stay
Baby the more you cry - the further you drive me away