I say, you used to be sweet mama,
but I ain't gonna call you sweet no more
Say, you used to be sweet mama, and I can't call you sweet no more
And ev'y time I come to your house, it's a man standing in your door
I says, I'm goin' up the country,
where the Southern done cross the Dog
I said, I'm goin' up the country,
where the Southern done cross the Dog
If you don't see me tomorrow, you won't have no man at all
Baby, if I had wings like a bullfrog on the pond
Lord, if I just had wings, mama, like a bullfrog on the pond
I would rise right chere and light in sweet mama's arm
Lord, said the blues jumped a rabbit, run him for a solid mile
Said, the blues jumped a rabbit, run him for a solid mile
Lord, that fool couldn't catch him, and he sot right down and cried
I said, look-a here now, baby, there's somethin' really worryin' me
I said, look-a here, sweet mama, there's somethin' really worryin' me
It ain't my past, neither future, my old-time used-to-be