Classic Poem

Eeee wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Eeee wah-wah
Eeee wah-wah wah wah

Good Lord
Good Lord
Send me an angel down
Can't spare you no angel
but I'll swear I'll send you a teasing brown

That new
Way of loving
Mama, it must be best
These here Georgia women
just won't let Mr. Samuel rest

There was a crowd
Out on the corner
Wondered who
Could it be
It weren't a thing but the women
trying to get to me

I even went down
To the depot
With my suitcase in my hand
Crying, the womens all crying
Mr. Sammy, won't you be my man

My mama
She told me
When I was a boy playing mumble peg
Don't drink no black cow's milk
don't you eat no black hen's egg

Black man
Give you a dollar, mama
He won't think it's nothing strange
A yellow man 'll give you a dollar
but he'll want back 95 cents change

You may call
Me a cheater
Pretty boy, I'll real treat you
But if you'll allow me a chance
I'll gnaw your backbone half in two

I took a trip
Out on the ocean
Walked the sand of the deep blue sea
I found a crab with a shrimp
trying to do the shimmy-shee

I want to tell you
Something, mama
Seem mighty doggone strange
You done mess 'round, gal
and made me break my yo-yo string

Honey, I ain't
Gonna be
Your old work-ox no more
You done mess 'round, baby
and let your doggone ox get poor

My mama
She got a mojo
Believe she tried to keep it hid
Papa Samuel got something
to find that mojo with
(Take it for me)

I even
Heard a rumbling
Deep down in the ground
It weren't a thing but the women
trying to run me down
(Play it low and lonesome)