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