I've Made Nights by Myself

I've Made Nights By Myself - Albert King

I've made nights by myself

When the ground was covered with snow

I've made nights by myself

When the ground was covered with snow

When I looked for my lover

She was gone that's all I know

You know the rocks was my pillow

I had to make nights all alone

The rocks was my pillow

I had to make nights all alone

I really wanted my baby

And my lover was gone

I got a mind to ramble

I got a mind to go back home

I got a mind to ramble

I got a mind to go back home

Gotta mind to be a good boy

And leave those evil women alone