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Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low |
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Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low |
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You got no nerve, baby, to turn Uncle John from your door |
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I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro blues |
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I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro blues |
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Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too |
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Well, my momma died and left me, my poppa died and left me |
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I ain't good lookin', baby, I'm somewhat sweet and kind |
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I'm goin' to the country, baby, do you wanna go? |
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'Cos if you can't make it, baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go |
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And I sure will take her |
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I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen |
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Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen |
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Now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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She look like a doggone queen |
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Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low |
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Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low |
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You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door |
