Old Time Blues

You promised me

That you would treat me right

Now you won't do nothing

Honey, but fuss and fight

My mama, she told me

When I left my home

Son, be a good boy and leave bad women alone

Now my Mama, she's dead, Papa won't allow me home

I ain't got nobody teach me right from wrong

I was young and foolish, I was easy led

I've been mistreated ever since, Mama, she's been dead

Sometimes it seems

Like the whole world is down on me

If I've been a bad boy, I did not intend to be

Tell me, pretty mama

Who can your good man be

We ain't got nobody

Honey, won't you please take me

I've got three women, yellow, black and brown

When I go to see one, tell the other two I'm out of town

I want you all you women

To treat me all the same

Every man you meet you ain't no monkey man

When I had money

Spraying from all around

Now I've lost all that money

Cent can't even be found

I won't leave you walking

Coming back 'til Fall

My luck won't change, I won't be back at all

Tell me, pretty mama

Who can your good man be?

We ain't got nobody

Honey, won't you please take me

I'm going to Florida

Where I can have my fun

Way down in the sweet grace

And look up at the sun

I'm weary now

But I won't be weary long

It's the weariness

The thing that wearies on