Heard you say this mornin', mama, that your head was throbbin' through and through
Heard you say this mornin', mama, that your head was throbbin' through and through
Come on let me make you some coffee, let me show you what my cof' 'ill do
Pull off your house shoes mama and lay down on the bed
Pull off your house shoes mama and lay down on the bed
I won't be but a few minutes I'll k** that old headache dead
Don't rise, take your time lady, go down easy 'n' slow
Don't rise, take your time lady, go down easy 'n' slow
Then when you have a headache again, come back to me baby and I'll give you some more
Spoken: Your coffee-grindin' papa's in town. Lord that good coffee
Now Folger makes coffee, Maxwell makes coffee, White Swan makes coffee, Arbuckle he makes coffee
But I make coffee so good, it will make you bite your tongue
Been all over the world grindin' coffee mama, come on let me grind you some
Now When your friend want coffee please send all your friends to me
Now When your friend want coffee please send all your friends to me
I swear I give them good coffee and won't give 'em no rotten tea