Bedside Blues
I ain't going to be your lowdown dog no more
Honey I ain't going to be your lowdown dog no more
I'll get me a good gal most any place I go
And I walked all night long, my feet got soaking wet
Walked all night long, my feet got soaking wet
And I haven't walked up on my good gal yet
Well mama, mama, what's the matter now
Oh mama, mama, what's the matter now
Trying to quit your daddy, honey, and you don't know how
I'm going, I'm going, and your crying won't make me stay
I'm going, I'm going, and your crying won't make me stay
Honey, the more you cry, the further I'm going away
I like no woman got hair like drops of rain
I like no woman got hair like drops of rain
'Cause the girl I like got hair like a horse's mane
That's what my mother told me just before she died
That's what my mother told me just before she died
Son, your troubles ain't now but they'll sure be after a while
Well, I fell down on my knees and...
I fell down on my knees and cried
I fell down right by my mama's side
Well, son, son, there's one thing I want you to do
There's one more thing, son, that I want you to do
And then these women sure take care of you
Honey I ain't going to be your lowdown dog no more
I'll get me a good gal most any place I go
And I walked all night long, my feet got soaking wet
Walked all night long, my feet got soaking wet
And I haven't walked up on my good gal yet
Well mama, mama, what's the matter now
Oh mama, mama, what's the matter now
Trying to quit your daddy, honey, and you don't know how
I'm going, I'm going, and your crying won't make me stay
I'm going, I'm going, and your crying won't make me stay
Honey, the more you cry, the further I'm going away
I like no woman got hair like drops of rain
I like no woman got hair like drops of rain
'Cause the girl I like got hair like a horse's mane
That's what my mother told me just before she died
That's what my mother told me just before she died
Son, your troubles ain't now but they'll sure be after a while
Well, I fell down on my knees and...
I fell down on my knees and cried
I fell down right by my mama's side
Well, son, son, there's one thing I want you to do
There's one more thing, son, that I want you to do
And then these women sure take care of you
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Thompkins
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