Gonna climb on some housetops, gonna roll down to the ground
Gonna climb on some housetops, gonna roll down to the ground
'Cause my gal done quit me and she don't 'low me in town
I got a evil-hearted mama, just as wicked as she can be
Oh, just as wicked as she can be
And ain't a day pa**, that she don't put that thing on me
Spoken:Play that thing, Mr. Clifford! Play 'em hard, boy! Folks, just listen at that boy
She got a .38-40, just as long as my right arm
She got a .38-40, long as my right arm
She says she bought it especially for to keep her man at home
I'm leavin' you, baby, k** you if I die
Oh, k** me if I die
I mean I'm leavin', and I don't mean good-bye