Caledonia

All in my sleep I hear my doorbell ring Look outside my window and see no doggone thing Woman I'm troubled I'm troubled and worried now (I be all worried in mind) Well I just can't be satisfied I just can't keep from crying I feel like slapping a pistol in your face I want some old graveyard to be your resting place Woman I'm troubled I'm troubled and worried now (I'm all worried in mind) I'm going away to leave you, I won't be here no more Heading for the southland and you won't have to cry no more Woman I'm troubled I'm troubled and worried now (be all worried in mind)