Way I've been treated, sometimes I wished I was dead Way I've been treated, sometimes I wish I was dead I don't have no place to lay my worried head You can blow your whistle, mama, you can toot your horn You can blow your whistle, mama, you can toot your horn You gonna wake up one mornin' and find your sweet papa gone Says, some like Mississippi, some like Memphis, Tennessee Some like Mississippi, some like Memphis, Tennessee
I like me down in Texas, the women make a fool of me Groundhog went rootin', rootin' 'round my yard at night Groundhog went rootin', rootin' 'round my yard at night Pretty mama been treat me, groundhog been rootin', all right I got a pretty, pretty mama, Lord, and a bulldog, too I got a pretty, pretty mama, Lord, and a bulldog, too My pretty mama don't love me, Lord, like my bulldog do