I love my baby, she's so mean to me Yes I love my baby, she's so mean to me I'm gonna change my way of living baby, move across the deep blue sea
You know you didn't want me baby, when you climbed up on my knee You were drinkin' moonshine whiskey mama, tryin' to jive poor me Yes I love you, yes I love you, yes I love, and I don't care what you do
Brownskin woman, who might you're good man be Brownskin woman, who might you're good man be Say the reason why I ask you baby, you sure look good to me
Let your hair down baby, Let's have a natural ball. Let your hair down baby, Let's have a natural ball. Cause when you're not happy, It ain't no fun at all.
You can't take it with you, That's one thing for sure. You can't take it with you baby, That's one thing for sure. There's nothing wrong with ya baby, That a good T-Bone shuffle can't cure.
Have fun while ya can, Fate's an aweful thing. Have fun while ya can, Fate's an aweful thing. You can't tell what might happen, That's why I love to sing.
This is a mean old world, Baby to live in by yourself. This is a mean old world, Baby to live in by yourself. Can't get the woman you love, Cause you know she's lovin someone else.
Well I drink to keep from worryin Baby and I smile to keep from cryin'. Yes I drink to keep from worryin And you know I smile to keep from cryin. That's to keep the public from knowin Just what I have on my mind.
Let your hair down baby, Let's have a natural ball. Let your hair down baby, Let's have a natural ball. Cause when you're not happy, It ain't no fun at all.
You can't take it with you, That's one thing for sure. You can't take it with you baby, That's one thing for sure. There's nothing wrong with ya baby, That a good T-Bone shuffle can't cure.
Have fun while ya can, Fate's an aweful thing. Have fun while ya can, Fate's an aweful thing. You can't tell what might happen, That's why I love to sing.
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad
Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me