Ed Bell - Hambone Blues lyrics

Jelly roll, jelly roll, jelly roll is so hard to find Ain't a baker in town can bake a sweet jelly roll like mine I got to go to Cincinnatuh, just to have my hambone boiled Womens in Alabama gon' let my hambone spoil Well, she mine and she yours, and she's somebody else's, too Don't you mention 'bout rollin', though, she'll play all sick on you That's the way, that's the way, these bare-footed strollers do They will get your money and they'll have a man on you You come home at night, she got a towel on her head Don't you mention about rollin', though, she'll swear she's nearly dead Jelly roll, jelly roll, well, you see what you went and done? You done had my grandpa, now you got his youngest son I'm gettin' tired of walkin', I b'lieve I'll slide a while I'm gettin' tired of women tellin' me their lies I wonder what made grandpa, hey, love your grandma so? She got the same jelly roll she had forty years ago