Oh, my baby
Just about good huggin' size
Oh, my baby
Just about good huggin' size
Lord, if anybody was to take her
I b'lieve to my soul, I'd die

Lord, I try to give that little woman
Ev'rything that she tells me she need
Try to give that little woman
Ev'rything that she tells me she need
But she would hold her a conversation
With ev'ry lowdown dirty man she meet

That little woman she won't wash not nothin'
She won't even iron my clothes
Lord have mercy, now!
That little woman she won't even wash nothin'
She won't even iron me no clothes
She won't do nothin' I tell her
But keep them big feets in the road

I ain't gon' tell you, baby
About the way you do
'Take your time, play the thing right'
I ain't gon' tell you
Mama, 'bout the way you do
But I swear the way you do
It keeps on worryin' me

Now, I used to have a woman
Now-now, an she go'd down
In this white man's town
I used to have a woman
Just as go down in this town
But I caught her two-timin' me
An I swear, turn her damper down.

'Play it man, play it'

(guitar to end)