Church Bells Blues

[Verse 1]
Oh, the church bells are ringing
The secretary's singing
The preacher's preaching
Can't you hear the sisters shouting?
Children’s in the pulpit
Mama trying to learn my song
Now that lowdown dirty deacon
Done stole my gal and gone

[Verse 2]
Yea, my older brother had 'em
My sister had 'em
My auntie had 'em
My mother dying with 'em
Woke up this morning
The family had the weary blues
Had to peep over in the corner
Poor grandmammy had 'em too

[Verse 3]
I did more for you woman
Way last winter
Laid in the forty
Man, when I scuffled through this summer
I did more for you woman
Than the good Lord had ever done
Went out town bought you good hair
And the Lord hadn’t give you none

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
You better stop your nap head woman
From eating my meat
Drinking my wine
Spend all my money
You better stop your girl
Buds from tickling under my chin
You're gonna run home some of these mornings
Partners where you can't get in