Empty Bed Blues, Pt. 2

When my bed get empty, make me feel awful mean and blue
 When my bed get empty, make me feel awful mean and blue
 My springs are getting rusty, sleeping single like I do
 Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
 Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
 Then I bought him a mattress, so he could lay just right
 He came home one evening, with his beret way up high
 He came home one evening, with his beret way up high
 What he had to give me, made me wring my hands and cry
 He give me a lesson, that I never had before
 He give me a lesson, that I never had before
 When he got to teachin' me, from my elbow down was sore
 He poured my first cabbage, and he made it awful hot
 He poured my first cabbage and he made it awful hot
 When he put in the bacon, it overflowed the pot
 When you get good lovin', never go and spread the news
 It'll build up across you, and leave you with them empty bed blues