I said you were a dear sweet mama
But I ain't gonna call you sweet, no mo'
Say you used to be a sweet mama
An I can't call you sweet no mo'
An ev'ry time I come to yo' house
It's a man standin' in your do'

I said I'm goin' up the country
Where the Southern done cross the Dog
I said I'm goin' in 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 a pond
Lord, If I just had wings, mama
Like a bullfrog on a pond
I would ride right 'chere
And lie in sweet mama's arms

Lord, said the blues just a rabbit
Runnin' for a solid mile
Said, the blues just a rabbit
Runnin' for a solid mile
Lord, that fool couldn't catch him
And he sat 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 something really worryed me'
You know my plan need a future
My old time used to be

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Writer(s): SHAVER