Talkin' To You Mama

歌詞

I wonder why the rooster, crows early in the morning 'fore day Let the hustling man know that the working man is on his way She'll get up in the morning, about an hour and a half 'fore day Say she'll give you your breakfast, then rush you away She'll say come in sweet papa, come o'er work-ox done gone But I swear she can't tell when work-ox coming back home That one thing about women, I ain't never learned to understand Cook corn bread for the husband, biscuit for the doggone man I've got two women, swear ya can't tell 'em apart I got one in my bosom, the other one in my heart Oh now the one in my bosom, somewhere in Tennessee But the one in my heart, don't give a darn for me Now I got three women, that's a yella, brown and black Take the governor of the U.S to judge the one I like One of (them) Tennessee yella, one's an Alabama brown One of 'em a Florida black, yeah, she'll turn ya damper down Play it Well you can't watch your wife, watch your kid-gal, too But you're watching that kid-gal, I'm telling what that wife might do Now the rooster he's outdoors, just praying to the hen upstairs You can (get) another man, but I'm a get me another girl I want all you men, strictly understand Every front-door woman have a doggone back-door man Play it I used to say a married woman, was the sweetest woman ever was born Then would break your heart, the booger(?) got to go back home Now love ain't nothing, single women loving married men Well It'll do for a while, but It'll jam you at the end I wanna tell you, hot mama, exactly who I am When I walk out of my front door, hear my back door slam (Now play it) Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord