Statesboro Blues

Ahh, wake up, momma, turn your lamp down low
Yeah, wake up, momma, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to drive Big Dave from your door

My mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild
My mama died and left me reckless, papa died and left me wild
I ain't good lookin', but I'm some sweet angel's child

You're murdering me, woman, cheating me this way
You're murdering me, woman, cheating me this way
I'm gonna leave you, pretty mama, I'm going to stay

I once loved a woman better than I've ever seen
I once loved a woman better than I've ever seen
Treated me like I was a king and she was a dog gone queen

Aww, Big Eighty left the South and, boy, she didn't stop; you ought to see that colored fireman when he got that boiler hot
You can reach in the corner, mama, and hand me my travelin' shoes
You can tell by that Big Dave has got the Statesboro Blues

Well, mama tell your pop, papa tell your sister, well, your sister tell your aunt, aunt tell your uncle
Well, your uncle tell your friend, friend tell your cousin; well, I'm goin' to the country, mama, don't you wanna go?
I may take you and I may take four or five more

Aw, mama's got em, papa's got em, well, your sister's got em, brother's got em
Well, friend's got em, I got em; well, I woke up this mornin' and had those Statesboro Blues
I looked over the corner, gram and grandpa had them too

Ahh, wake up, momma, turn your lamp down low
Ahh, wake up, momma, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to drive Big Dave from your door