Big Bill Broonzy - Big Bill Blues lyrics

Lord, my hair's a rising My flesh begins to crawl Aw, my hair's a rising My flesh begin to crawl I had a dream last night, baby Another mule in my doggone stall Now there's some people said The Big Bill blues ain't bad Now some people said The Big Bill blues ain't bad Lord, it must not have been them Big Bill blues they had Lord, I wonder what's the matter Papa Bill can't get no mail Lord, wonder what's the matter now Papa Bill can't get no mail Lord, the post office must be on fire The mailman must undoubtedly be in jail I can't be a wagon Since you ain't gonna be a mule Can't be a wagon, mama Since you ain't gonna be a mule I ain't gonna fix up your black tradition I ain't gonna be your doggone fool