I've got rocks in my bed
And I just keep with that no more
Yeah baby I've got rocks in my bed
And I just keep with that no more
You know my health is botherin' me
I do believe I'm goin' down slow
Why don't you call my mother
Tell her the shape I'm in
Oh baby yeah just call my mother
Tell her the shape I'm now in
I ask her to pray for me
Lord forgive me for my sins