Worried Man Lyrics
| Song | Worried Man |
| Artist | Andrew Combs |
| Album | Worried Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I’m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| See me smoking like a fray train, | |
| They see me sweating like a hole. | |
| In the minute getting mean, mean, mean, | |
| And then I trunk your door. | |
| It’s just worth all, I can hardly stand | |
| I had a vision about baby holding another man. | |
| Somebody said the sound shaking | |
| Down in New Orleand, | |
| Doing a little boogie-woogie | |
| Like some kings and queens. | |
| She can run, but she cannot hide, | |
| I’m gonna find my baby, I’m gonna make things right. | |
| I’m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I’m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| I’m gonna buy me a shotgun, | |
| I’m gonna buy me some chills, | |
| I’m gonna fill this wound with saltiness. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I’m gonna aim real low, | |
| I’m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won’t be dancing no more. | |
| I’m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I’m gonna aim real low, | |
| I’m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won’t be dancing no more. | |
| I’m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won’t be dancing no more. |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I' m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| See me smoking like a fray train, | |
| They see me sweating like a hole. | |
| In the minute getting mean, mean, mean, | |
| And then I trunk your door. | |
| It' s just worth all, I can hardly stand | |
| I had a vision about baby holding another man. | |
| Somebody said the sound shaking | |
| Down in New Orleand, | |
| Doing a little boogiewoogie | |
| Like some kings and queens. | |
| She can run, but she cannot hide, | |
| I' m gonna find my baby, I' m gonna make things right. | |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I' m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| I' m gonna buy me a shotgun, | |
| I' m gonna buy me some chills, | |
| I' m gonna fill this wound with saltiness. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I' m gonna aim real low, | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. | |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I' m gonna aim real low, | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I' m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| See me smoking like a fray train, | |
| They see me sweating like a hole. | |
| In the minute getting mean, mean, mean, | |
| And then I trunk your door. | |
| It' s just worth all, I can hardly stand | |
| I had a vision about baby holding another man. | |
| Somebody said the sound shaking | |
| Down in New Orleand, | |
| Doing a little boogiewoogie | |
| Like some kings and queens. | |
| She can run, but she cannot hide, | |
| I' m gonna find my baby, I' m gonna make things right. | |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| I see my baby, she been gone so long, | |
| I' m gonna keep on worrying until my baby comes home. | |
| I' m gonna buy me a shotgun, | |
| I' m gonna buy me some chills, | |
| I' m gonna fill this wound with saltiness. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I' m gonna aim real low, | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. | |
| I' m a worried man, I got a worried mind, | |
| Two shaky hands, two beady eyes. | |
| And when I find my baby | |
| I' m gonna aim real low, | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. | |
| I' m gonna shoot out her ankles, | |
| She won' t be dancing no more. |
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