I'm tired of firstin' and fightin'Woo, and I'll get all night longWoo, I'm tired of firstin' and fightin'Woo, boy, and I'll get all night longYou know, Marcia, my woman, she drink and she clownKeeps me worried all night longWell, I want somebodyWoo, to tell me what to doWell, I want somebodyWoo, to tell me what to doYou know, my, my life is miserableUntil I don't know what to doWell, all right, SamOh, give me the wax, brotherThat makes it so good to meNow, MarciaMm-mmLiz, you know what makes me think about New Orleans, manI'm gonna wake up in the mornin'Woo, I'm gonna put on my walkin' shoesWoo, I'm gonna wake up in the mornin', boyOh, I'm gonna put on my walkin' shoesWell, I ain't gonna stop travelin'Until I find a little girlA little more