Mama Gets High

Mama gets high when a good man in the morning
 Gives her tea and takes her milk and apple pie
 Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and
 Has left her with that sweet ol' "bye and bye"
 Mama couldn't pay the rent
 The price of booze no cheaper
 Lonely nights are often spent
 In Billiard Halls and bar-room brawls
 Mama gets by, but her men find her saying
 You're good, but you ain't like you used to be
 Mama don't cry when it's dues that she's paying
 It's him she's waiting by that door to see
 Turn your light down low, woman
 Mama, Mama, oooh
 Mama, Mama
 Mama still remembers his eyes
 Like a road map of New York city
 She always had forgiven his lies
 She loved that man, and then he ran
 I tell you Mama gets high when a good man in the morning
 Gives her tea and takes her milk and apple pie
 Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and
 Has left her with that sweet ol' "bye and bye"
 Hi Mama, I think I'd better say just one more time
 Bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by, bayou-by
 Oh bye bye