Down in the Basement

I'm wild about my daddy. I want him all the time
Wild about my daddy, I want him all the time
But I don't want you, daddy, if I can't call you mine

Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed
Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed
But I don't want no daddy because that I ain't comin' back

Oh, fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now
Fare you well, daddy. Hon, it's your turn now
After all I've done, you mistreated me anyhow

Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue
Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue
Lord, up jumped a rabbit, said, "Mama, I've got 'em too."

Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
Pig starts to singin'. Oh, how his voice could ring!
He says, "I'm no yellow jacket, but Lord, how I can sting!"

Since my man left me, the others can't be found
Since my man left me, others can't be found
But before he left me, the other men was hangin' around

So fare you well, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news
So farewell, daddy. Someday you'll hear bad news
When you look for your mama, she's gone with the farewell blues
I've gotta man, piano hound
Plays anything that's goin' around
When he plays that highbrow stuff
I shout, "Brother, that's enough!"

So take me to the basement, that's as low as I can go
I want something low-down, Daddy, want it nice and slow
I will shimmy from A to Z, if you'll play that thing for me
So take me to the basement, that's as low as I can go

Take me to the basement, that's as low as I can go
I want something low-down, Daddy, want it nice and slow
I will shimmy from A to Z, if you'll play that thing for me
Take me to the basement, that's as low as I can go