Sad Hour
Don Robey, Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown
[Verse 1]
All you mothers are crying
Crying night and day
Mothers are crying
Crying night and day
Because the [?] got your youngster
And they sent him far away
[Verse 2]
This is his sad, sad hour
You know my story's true
Mmmm sad, sad hour
You know my story’s true
Better get on your knees and pray
'Cause that's the only thing to do
[Verse 3]
I want to tell all you wives
Just what you must do
Mmmm, tell all you wives
Just what you must do
If you don’t believe my story
You will feel the sad hour too