Charley Jordan - Stack O' Dollar Blues lyrics

Well it's too late to holler, baby, too late to weep and moan It's too late to holler, too late to weep and moan Too late to holler, great God, when that stack o' dollars done gone Well it's mama, mama, mama, what's that you got hidden in that grip Well it's mama, mama, mama, what's that you got there in that grip Said, "It's nothin' but a stack o' dollars, your babe gonna take a little trip" I'm sittin' on a stack o' dollars just as high as I am tall I'm sittin' on a stack o' dollars just as high as I am tall And if you be my little old baby, you sure can have them all Well it's baby, baby, I'll tell you what I will do Well it's baby, baby, I'll tell you what I will do I will give you a stack o' dollars just to make one more night with you You can mistreat me, baby, do anything you want to do You can mistreat me, baby, do anything you want to do Someday you're gonna want me, but your baby won't want you Now I'm going to sing this verse, babe, and I ain't gonna sing no more Going to sing this verse, babe, and I ain't gonna sing no more For that stack o' dollars is worryin' me, Lord, and I got to go