Whistling Pines

Boys, if a woman tell you she love you, man, don't never pay that no mind
 Yeah, if a woman says she love you, boys, don't never pay that no mind
 You know, she don't do nothin' but every Saturday night she run around, 'way down by Whistlin' Pines
 Every time I look at my baby's face, man, it make my love come down
 Lord, you know I think about my little woman, she's 'way down by Whistlin' Pines
 I'm gonna sing these blues, and I believe I close 'em down
 I'm gonna sing these blues, baby, and I believe I close 'em down
 You know, I can't find my little woman, she done moved 'way down by Whistlin' Pines
 (Yeah!)
 Every time I think about my baby, Lord, it make my love come down
 Every time I think about that little woman, man, you know it make my love come down
 Know, she live 'way up by Crawford, Mississippi, 'way down by Whistlin' Pines