(originally by Elmore James)





Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane

Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane

I got myself a woman and yonder comes your man



Now I'm in love with you baby but you don't treat me right

Now I'm in love with you baby but you don't treat me right

You take all my money, walk the streets late at night



Now your man went to the war, and I know it was rough

Now your man went to the war, and I know it was rough

Don't know how many men he killed, but he done killed enough



Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane

Look over yonder's wall, hand me down my walking cane

I got myself a woman and yonder comes your man