I got a little mama, got a long tall mama, too
I got a little mama, got a long tall mama, too
I ain't a-gonna tell my little mama what my long tall mama can do
She rub my back with alcohol, just to cure my cough
She rub my back with alcohol, just to cure my cough
Lord, I like to broke my neck, trying to let the alcohol out
(Pick that thing boy! Pick it!)
When it comes meal time, I can't eat a bite
When it's meal time, Lord, I can't eat a bite
Wond'ring which mama is gonna be just too tight
My little mama is good, but she's too darned stout
My little mama's good, Lordy, but she's too darned stout
She puts ashes in her bed, just to keep from slippin' out
If you treat a woman rough, it makes her hang around
Brother, treat 'em rough, they'll always hang around
She comes right back for mo', with her little head bowed down
I'm a square-shootin' papa, one of the do-right kind
I'm a square-shootin' papa, one of the do-right kind
All my women love me, 'cause I'm always there on time