When that hearse come, and roll me from my door When that hearse come babe, and roll me from my door Carry me to some lonesome graveyard, then you won't see me no more And I know you gonna feel bad, you think how much you done me wrong Yes, I know you gonna feel bad, you think how much you done me wrong Well, just before that day come woman, gonna forgive you for all that you have done Yes, I know you gonna need me, But it won't do you no good Said, now I know you gonna need me, babe, but it won't do you no good You better stop mistreatin me now, and treat me as you should Spoken: Ah, won't it be lonesome I don't want you to grieve, I don't want you to weep and moan I don't want you to grieve, I don't want you to weep and moan I remember when I was sick on my bed, and you drove me 'way from home Yes, and when you're out babe, having a time with your other men Yes, and when you're out babe, having a time with your other men I want you to remember, that I once have been your friend Spoken: Ah, I know you gonna need me babe. It won't do you no good