Gonna climb on some housetops, gonna roll down to the ground Gonna climb on some housetops, gonna roll down to the ground 'Cause my gal done quit me and she don't 'low me in town I got a evil-hearted mama, just as wicked as she can be Oh, just as wicked as she can be And ain't a day pass, that she don't put that thing on me Spoken:Play that thing, Mr. Clifford! Play 'em hard, boy! Folks, just listen at that boy She got a .38-40, just as long as my right arm She got a .38-40, long as my right arm She says she bought it especially for to keep her man at home I'm leavin' you, baby, kill you if I die Oh, kill me if I die I mean I'm leavin', and I don't mean good-bye