Labor Blues
It's, "Good Morning, captain", it says, "Good morning, Shine"
It's, "Good morning, captain", said, "Good morning, Shine"
"'Tain't nothin' the matter, captain, but I just ain't gwine"
"I don't mind workin', captain, from sun to sun
I don't mind workin', captain, from sun to sun
But I wants my money, captain, when payday comes"
Worked me all this summer and you started on this fall
Worked me all this summer, started all this fall
Now I've got to take Christmas in my overhalls
If you good men want to keep her out of town at night
If you good men want to keep her out of town at night
Just feed her little pork chops, soothes her appetite
Now, there tain't no tellin' what a Mississippi gal'll do
Well, there tain't no tellin', a Mississippi gal'll do
She will get your money, then pull game at you
It's, "Go on, pretty mama, gonna need a friend again"
It's, "Go on, pretty mama, need a friend again
You gon' sit and sob when you wants me to be your friend"
"Hey, tell me, woman, where did you stay last night?"
"Hey", it's, "Tell me, woman, where did you stay last night?
Well, your shoes unfastened and your skirt don't fit you right"
It's, "Good morning, captain", said, "Good morning, Shine"
"'Tain't nothin' the matter, captain, but I just ain't gwine"
"I don't mind workin', captain, from sun to sun
I don't mind workin', captain, from sun to sun
But I wants my money, captain, when payday comes"
Worked me all this summer and you started on this fall
Worked me all this summer, started all this fall
Now I've got to take Christmas in my overhalls
If you good men want to keep her out of town at night
If you good men want to keep her out of town at night
Just feed her little pork chops, soothes her appetite
Now, there tain't no tellin' what a Mississippi gal'll do
Well, there tain't no tellin', a Mississippi gal'll do
She will get your money, then pull game at you
It's, "Go on, pretty mama, gonna need a friend again"
It's, "Go on, pretty mama, need a friend again
You gon' sit and sob when you wants me to be your friend"
"Hey, tell me, woman, where did you stay last night?"
"Hey", it's, "Tell me, woman, where did you stay last night?
Well, your shoes unfastened and your skirt don't fit you right"
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Dickson
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