Letras: Black Label Society. Lovin' Woman.

I'm kinda sick, mama
Kinda down
Truckload of trouble, child
Be what I found

And as I turn
To get away
Another spoken problem done
Got something to say

Lord, I gotta find my home
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired, mama
Tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own

Ain't got no time
No time to think
Search me some gold, child
Grab me a drink

Gots me a frown
Need to find a smile
Whether your grass is
Green or blue, child
I'll walk the smile
Lord, I gotta find my home

I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired, mama
Tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own