Now, everything's wrong, ain't nothin' right.
My man, he walked out on me tonight;
Can't eat, can't sleep,
I can't do nothin' but just moan and weep,
Lord, everything's wrong, ain't nothin' right!
Now, the clock in the hall, it refuses to run,
It seems to know just what my man's done,
I went to the river, the water tasted like wine,
I'd lost my man and I didn't mind dyin';
Lord, everything's wrong, ain't nothin' right!
Oh, everything's wrong, ain't nothin' right.
My man, he just walked out on me tonight,
I never had such a feelin' before,
Till I heard my man go out and slam the door,
Lord, everything's wrong, ain't nothin' right.
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