Ralph McTell
Can’t Be Satisfied
Going away to leave
Won't be back no more
Going way down south, child
Don't you worry no more
Woman, I'm trouble
Trouble, all worried mind
And I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
Feel like snapping
Pistol in your face
I'm going to let some graveyard
Be your resting place
Woman, I'm trouble
Trouble, and I'm all worried mind
I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
I'm moanin' in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my babe
I don't see not a doggone thing
Woman, I'm trouble
Trouble, and I'm all worried mind
And I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
Well, I know my little old babe
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late
When I come walkin' out
Woman, I'm trouble
Trouble, and I'm all worried mind
And I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying
And I just can't keep from crying