Lyric Ax Sweet Mama

(Sleepy John Estes)

Well, I ax sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said "I might but I d like to keep it hid"
Well, she looked at me, she began to smile
She says "I thought I might use you for my man awhile
But just don t let my husband catch you there
I say, just don t let my husband catch you there"

Well, I went upstairs to pack my leavin trunk
I never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
I ain t never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
Well, I ain t saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk

Well, some said it was beans, some said it was greens
But it s slow consumption killin you by degrees
It s slow consumption killin you by degrees