Devil's Son-in-Law

I wonder where would you be now, little mama
Baby, now you made my life a wreck
And now where would you be, be?
Mama, now you made my life a wreck
Mama, now I'd rather have a rattlesnake
Honey now, wrapped it 'round my neck

When you used to love me, now little mama
Mama, go clear down to my toes
When you used to love me, baby
Have it go clear down to my toes
Well, well, the other way that I love you, mama
Honey, now don't nobody know

Now I've got eleven women
And I got one little Indian squaw
I say I got eleven women
And I got one little Indian squaw
Well, well, now that they come to see me
I'm liable to be the devil's son-in-law

Play it for me one time, pick it now, won't you?)

Now, and if you take my little woman
You can't keep her long
Well now, if you take my little woman
Well, now you can't keep her long
Well, well, now, she will come running home
Crying, "Daddy, now I done wrong"

Baby, you will never catch special deliveries, mama
Honey, directed to my chest
Tell you now, you will never get special deliveries, mama
Honey, directed to my chest
Now, when I leave you now, little mama
You will never see me back here again