Low Land Blues

I ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
Ain't gonna marry, ain't going to settle down
I'll keep on drinking, keep on running ‘round

The mouse got the measles
The dog has got the whooping cough
The mouse got the measles
The dog’s got the whooping cough
Doggone any man
Lets a woman be his boss

The women don't like me because I speak my mind
The women don't like me cos I speak my mind
But the men cry “mama” cos I take my time

[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]

I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
I ain't good‑looking and I ain't long and tall
Don't believe I'm a donkey, down herе in my stall