Song Lyrics

Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own self dead
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "What did I say to make you mad this time, baby?"
She said, "Umm"
I don't know
My oh, my oh, my
She said, "I don't know, but my baby's putting down"

The woman I love, she got devil in her jaw
Clothes she's wearing made out of the best of cloth
She can take 'em and wash 'em, put 'em up beside the wall
She can throw 'em out the window, pick 'em up a little bit before the fall
Sometimes I think you got your habits on
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "Well, what did I say to piss you off this time, baby?"
She said, "Umm"
I don't know
My oh, my oh, my
I don't know, but my baby's putting down

My mama told me, my mama sat down and cried
She said, "You're too young a man, to have many woman you got"
I looked at my mother dear, didn't even crack a smile
Said, "If women kill me, I don't mind dying"
The woman I love, I wanted her week before last
The woman I love, I got out classed
Thought I warned you, baby, a long time ago
Better watch your step, gonna to have to let you go
She said, "You shouldn't say that"

I said, "Well, baby
You know when you bend over I see every bit of Christmas
And when you bend back, I'm looking right into the New Year"
She said, "Honey, honey, you know I gave up cigarettes for my New Year's resolution
But I didn't give up smoking"
I said, "Woman, woman, you gonna walk a mile for a Camel
Or you gonna make like Mr Chesterfield and satisfy?"
But she said, she said, "That all depends on what you're packing
Regular or king size?"
And then she pulled out my Jim Beam, and to her surprise
It was every bit as hard as my Canadian Club
I said, I said, "Well now what you got to say, baby?"
She said, "Umm"

I don't know
My oh, my oh, my
She said, "I don't know, but my baby's putting down"

I don't know, I suggest you buy as many Blues albums as you can

Willie Mabon, Joe Thomas