Groaning the Blues

[Verse] I'm so tired of moaning Trying to groan away my blues I'm so tired of moaning Trying to groan away my blues I keep weeping and crying Every time I think of you I would rather die of starvation Perish out in the desert sun I would rather die of starvation Perish out in the desert sun Than to think of some other man Holding you in his arms My heart gets so heavy Lord, I shake down in my bones My heart gets so heavy Lord, I shake down in my bones I can't hurt a murderer Oh Lord, but I'm forced to weep and moan