Well, I've been all around this whole wide worldAnd I've done 'most everythingPlayed cards with the best of menAnd I lost everythingWell, I left my man, he was cryingHe was crying in the doorHow he threw his arms around my neckHe said, "Honey, don't you be too long"Hey, don't let your deal go downNo, don't let your deal go downNo, don't let your deal go down'Til your last gold dollar is goneHey, who's gonna shoe your little feet?Tell me, who's gonna glove your hands?Who's gonna love on you, my sweet baby?Tell me, who's gonna be your man?And where did you get those high top shoesAnd the dress that you wear so fine?She got the shoes from the market placeAnd the dress from the traveler in the minesHey, don't let your deal go downNo, don't let your deal go downDon't let your deal go down'Til your last gold dollar is gone, oohWell, I've been all around this whole wide worldAnd I've done 'most everythingI played cards with the best of menI lost everythingOoh-ooh-ooh
