This song was made about a man and a woman
This man when he married a woman, she didn't want him
But she married him anyhow for the money that he had
And she thought she got every dollar he had
But she was mistaken
But she got him pretty well bent
He sat there with his head hung down
She walked by and she said: “daddy"
She said, "what's the matter with you?"
He looked at her and here's what he said to her:
[Verse 1]
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
She asked him, she said: “papa”, she said
"What's the matter with you?"
[Verse 2]
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
This man when he married a woman, she didn't want him
But she married him anyhow for the money that he had
And she thought she got every dollar he had
But she was mistaken
But she got him pretty well bent
He sat there with his head hung down
She walked by and she said: “daddy"
She said, "what's the matter with you?"
He looked at her and here's what he said to her:
[Verse 1]
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
I'm sitting down here wondering
Would a matchbox hold my clothes
She asked him, she said: “papa”, she said
"What's the matter with you?"
[Verse 2]
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
I don't want to be bothered with no suitcase on my road
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