Written by Tim Rose



Yeah, they came to take me away

Said I'd be sitting here for the rest of my life

But I don't really care - I shot my wife

And brother, I can't even remember the reason why





Oh, it makes a long time man feel bad

Yeah, it makes a long time man feel bad

Well I ain't had no love since I don't know when

It sure makes a long time man feel bad





We was down in Jacksonville

A cold winter night

My baby and I, we began to fight

I heated up, and I grabbed my gun

I get so cold on those nights down south





She was laying in a pool right there on the kitchen floor

She looked up at me and began to smile

Her gasping words: "Baby, I love you"

Then she closed those baby blue eyes





(chorus, and variations)





Sometimes I hear you call my name in the dead of the night





I ain't had those arms around me

I ain't had those lips, those lips, around me





It sure makes a long time man feel bad

So bad