Far Away Blues

I gotta leave this evening

For that big old town

I gotta leave this evening

For that big old town

I'll be away from my woman

This cannot let me down

I count the days of the week

Until the weekend comes

I count the days of the week

Until the weekend comes

When Friday gets to be

That's when I'm surely gone

Weekend days go past

With you lying by my side

Weekend days go past

With you lying by my side

Sunday night arrives so fast

That's when I start to cry

I wish I weren't far away

From my loving dear girl

I wish I weren't far away

From my loving dear girl

But, honey, I have to say

I gotta work around the world