| I said, des’e is my blues | 
| Sing 'em ev’rywhere I go | 
| I said, des’e is my blue, babe | 
| An I sing 'em ev’rywhere I go | 
| If these blues ain’t alright | 
| Why they ain’t yon' territory | 
| Now, the girl that I love | 
| Got lots long black, curly hair | 
| Now, the girl that I love | 
| Got nice black curly hair | 
| She got a nice disposition | 
| Carry th’at woman most any-ol-where | 
| Now, look-here, mama | 
| You know I ain’t nobody’s fool | 
| 'Played around there' | 
| Ooh, look-a-here, mam-mmm | 
| Lord, I ain’t nobody’s fool | 
| Now, that way you got doin' me | 
| Sho' Lord, Lord it’s outta school | 
| Ha | 
| Now, my mother tol' me | 
| When I wasn’t but two days old | 
| I say, my baby told me | 
| Lord, when I wa’nt but two days old | 
| Baby sister | 
| Said, 'That man, oh Lord | 
| Is gon' be the death of yo' soul | 
| Yeah! | 
| Now, I’m g’win out east | 
| Amongst the whiporwill | 
| Yes, I’m g’win out east, babe | 
| I wan' get amongst the whiporwill | 
| Yeah, now that fool is tryin' a quit me | 
| So low but I love her still, yeah | 
| Now, ain’t none a-my business | 
| But tell where ya stay last night? | 
| Yes, yeah | 
| It ain’t none a-my business | 
| But baby, tell where you stay last night | 
| Yeah | 
| Got yo' hair rumpled up | 
| An yo' clothes ain’t just fittin' you right |