Lyrics Milkcow Blues - Uncle Sinner

Milkcow Blues

Holler and good morning
I said blues-how do you do?
Holler and good morning
Blues-how do you do?
Doin' mighty well this mornin'
Can’t get along with you
How can I do right
When you won’t do right yourself?
How can I do right
When you won’t do right yourself?
If my good girl quit me
I don’t want nobody else
Now you can’t look down at your book
Preach out your Bible
Fall down on your knees
For the good Lord to help you
You’re gonna need
You’re gonna need my help someday
If you can’t quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low-down ways
Said I woke up this morning, I
I looked outdoors
I know my goddamn milkcow pretty
By the way she low
My blues fell this mornin'
My love come fallin' down
My blues fell this mornin'
My love come fallin' down
I’ll be your dog, mama
But please don’t dog me around
It takes a rockin' chair to rock
A rubber ball to roll
Takes a little milk and butter just to pacify my soul
I don’t feel welcome no place I go