Straight Alky Blues, Pt. 2

My baby said, “papa papa, well you ain’t no good at all”
My baby said, “papa papa, well you ain’t no good at all”
“You ain’t no steel-drivin’ man when you drink straight alcohol”

My baby told me she’d go riding with me in my car
My baby told me she’d go riding with me in my car
But when my tires go soft, my baby won’t ride very far

Oh that alky put ideas in your head
Oh that alky put ideas in your head
But sometimes your body can’t do what those ideas said

Oh that straight alky sure has done me wrong
Oh that straight alky sure has done me wrong
It took all of my money and now my baby’s gone