"Goin' To Brownsville" lyrics

I'm-a goin' to Brownsville, I'm gon' take that right hand road
I'm goin' to Brownsville, I'll take that right hand road baby
I ain't gon' stop walkin' till I reach my baby's door

Well, that woman I love, she got great, long, curly hair
I say the woman I'm lovin', she got that ol' great, long, curly hair
Oh, but her mother and her father don't, do not allow me there

Well, I see your doney, Lord, make me think of mine
I see your doney, well, make me think of mine
I try to start a conversation, try to keep from cryin'
Try to keep from cryin' baby

Well, I know you didn't want me when you laid down 'cross my bed
I know you didn't want me, Lawd, you laid down 'cross my bed baby
Lawd you was drinkin' your white lightnin', talkin' all outside your head

Say now what you gonna do when your troubles get like mine?
What you gonna do when your troubles get like mine?
Well, lay your head upon a lonesome railroad tie
I'm goin' to Brownsville

I'm gonna write me a letter, gonna mail it in the air
I'm gonna write me a letter, Lord, I'm gonna mail it in the air
If a man can stay here, he can stay most anywhere
Aw where you goin'?

I'm goin' to Brownsville, I'm gon' take that right hand road
That right turn
I'm goin' to Brownsville, I'll take that right hand road
And I ain't gon' stop walkin' till I reach my baby's door