Melancholy

I ain't got no special rider here
I ain't got no special rider here
I ain't got nobody
To love and feel my care
I woke up this morning Looked at the special rising sun
I woke up this morning I looked at special rising' sun
I prayed to the good Lord
That my special rider, she'd come
I got up off my pallet I laid down across my bed
I got up off my pallet and I laid down across my bed
I went to eat my breakfast
But the blues was all in my bread
You know, I got a letter How do you reckon  it read?
I got a letter cn how do you reckon it read?
You better hurry home
Because your special rider, she's dead
I ain't got no, special rider here
I ain't got no, no special rider here
I ain't got nobody
To love and feel my care