| Waters Ethel | 
| Miscellaneous | 
| Make Me a Pallet on the Floor | 
| Who’s there? | 
| It’s me, honey! | 
| Get away from that door, get away from there! | 
| Cruel daddy, please let me in | 
| Say, broad, you got any money? | 
| I ain’t got a cent to my name | 
| Get away from there! | 
| Get away from there! | 
| Daddy, I’m so hungry I been out in the front yard eatin' that short grass | 
| Well, broad, that’s too bad, really too bad you been out in the front yard | 
| eatin' that short grass. | 
| Go in the back yard where it’s longer | 
| Um-hmm, that’s all right. | 
| Remember, I knew you when you couldn’t eat, | 
| and you wasn’t sick. | 
| So won’t you listen to what I’ve got to say? | 
| Well, hurry up, broad, I ain’t got but a few minutes! | 
| I’ve roamed this town | 
| Till my feet are sore; | 
| I’m out and down | 
| That’s why I’m at your door | 
| Won’t you take me back, please, honey, do | 
| But if you don’t want me no more | 
| Here’s all I ask of you: | 
| Don’t drive me, honey, from your door | 
| Just make me a pallet on the floor; | 
| Why, any kind of bed, so I can rest my weary head; | 
| Oh, please take me in your arms once more | 
| I’m just a lonesome rollin' stone | 
| So tired of being all alone | 
| If it’s for only one night, please, I ask you on my knees | 
| To make me a pallet on the floor |