(feat. Eric Clapton)

I'm tired of runnin' around,
Think I will marry and settle down
This ole sportin' life,
It is a mean life, and it's killin' me

I got a letter from my home,
All of my schoolmates, they're dead an'gone
It'll make you worry,
It'll make you wonder 'bout days to come

My mother used to talk to me,
I was young and foolish, Brownie could not see
Now, I have no mother, my sisters
And my brothers, they don't care for me
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Mama used to fall on her knees an' pray,
These are the words, mother,she used to say
She would say: "Brownie, wha-oh,
My son, please change your way"

Now, I'm goin' to change my way,
I'm growin' older each and every day
When I was young and foolish,
I was so easy, easy to let ...

I was a gambler and a cheater, too, now,
It's come my turn to lose
This ole sportin' life,
Got the best hand, what can I do?

There ain't but one thing Brownie done wrong,
I liv'd that ole sportin' life too long
Friends, it's no good, please believe me,
Please leave it alone