Tell Me To Do Right

You're tellin' me to do right, baby
 And you won't do right, yourself
 You tellin' me to do right, baby
 And you won't do right, yourself
 Ev'rytime my back is turned
 You comin' and dodging with somebody else
 I believe I'm going to leave you
 So, you can take care of yourself
 I believe I'm going to leave you
 So, you can take care of yourself
 Iris, the reason I'm going to leave you
 You can get you somebody else
 I hate to leave you
 But the talk is all over town
 I hate to leave you
 But the talk is all over town
 Ah, but I've been a good boy to you
 But you gonna put the poor boy down
 'Whoa, here boy'
 (violin & guitar)
 I know you're going miss him
 Good man, when he's gone away
 I know you're gonna miss him
 Good man, when he's gone away
 It may not be so soon, baby
 But it will be're along in a lonesome day
 It may be soon
 Baby, an it may be late
 It may be soon
 Baby, an it may be late
 Yes, says she's a red-hot mama
 Lord, an she sure won't break.