Lyric Black Country Woman

Hey hey mama, what s the matter here.
Hey hey mama, what s the matter here.
You didn t have to tell me that you love me so,
Didn t have to love me mama let me go.
Hey hey mama, what s the matter here.
You didn t have to make me a total disgrace,
Didn t have to leave me with that beer in my face.
Hey hey mama, what s the matter here.
Oh that s all right, it s awful doggone clear.

Hey hey baby, why you treat me mean.
Oh oh baby, why you treat me mean.
You didn t have to crucify me like you did,
You didn t have to tell me I was just your kid.
Hey hey mama, why d you treat me mean.
You didn t have to say you d always be by my side,
Didn t have to tell me you d be my blushing bride.
Hey hey mama, why you treat me mean.
But that s all right, I know your sister too.

You didn t have to tell me that you love me so,
You didn t have to leave me mama, let me go.
Hey hey mama, what is wrong with you.
You didn t have to leave me like a total disgrace,
You didn t have to leave me with that beer on my face.
Hey hey mama, what is wrong with you.
Oh but that s all right, I d be the same way too, oh yeah.

Now my baby you didn t have to crucify me like you did,
You didn t have to tell me I was just your kid.
Hey hey mama, what s the matter here.
You didn t have to tell me you would be my own,
You didn t have to tell me baby, let me go.
Hey hey mama, what is wrong with you.
Oh that s all right, I know your sister too.
What s the matter with you mama.