Well, wake up, mama Turn your lamp down low, low Yeah, wake up mama, mama Turn your lamp down low, low Yes, ain't got the nerve now, mama Not to drive me from your door 'Cause my Mama died and left me with this My Papa died and left me wild, wild Yeah, my Mama died and left me with this Papa died and left me wild, wild Oh yes, you know I ain't good looking But I'm some sweet woman's angel-child, child But alright now! Goin' up the country, mama, would you like to go? Goin' up the country, mama, would you like to go? I'm gonna take my baby, now, I might take 2 or 3 more 'Cause I got 'em You got 'em Mama's got 'em, Papa's got 'em Sister's got 'em, brother's got 'em Now, I woke up this morning Did not know what to do I looked over in the corner Grandma and Grandpa's got 'em too Well alright, alright! I got the Statesboro blues I got the Statesboro blues I got the Statesboro blues I got the Statesboro blues Lord, I got them Statesboro blues, yeah

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low Have you got the nerve to drive Papa McTell from your door My mother died and left me reckless My daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild Mother died and left me reckless Daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild No, I'm not good lookin' I'm some sweet woman's Angel child You're a mighty mean woman, to do me this a way You're a mighty mean woman, to do me this a way When I leave this town, pretty mama, I'm going away to stay While I loved a woman, better than even I'd ever seen I once loved a woman, better than even I'd ever seen Treat me like I was a king and she was a doggone queen Sister, tell your brother, brother tell your auntie now Auntie tell your uncle, uncle tell my cousin now, cousin tell my friend Goin' up the country, mama, don't you want to go? May take me a fair brown, may take me one or two more Big Eighty left Savannah, Lord, and did not stop You ought to saw that colored fireman when he got that boiler hot You can reach over in the corner mama and hand me my travelin' shoes You know by that, I've got them Statesboro blues Mama, sister got 'em, auntie got 'em Brother got 'em, friend got 'em, I got 'em Woke up this morning, we had them Statesboro blues I looked over in the corner, grandpa and grandma had 'em too

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low I said now, wake up momma, a-turn your lamp down low Well you got no nerve baby, your pappa was down from your door Yeah alright I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues I said I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues, so bad I looked over in the corner baby, your grandma seemed to have them too Ya yeah, oh yeah Well my momma died and left me My poppa died and left me I ain't good looking baby But I'm somewhat sweet and kind I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? Oh yeah But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille She said she wanna go and I sure will take her, yeah babe I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen Lord I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen Well, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah And she look like a dog gone queen Yeah wake up momma, turn your lamp down low I said now wake up momma, turn your lamp down low You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low I said now, wake up momma, a-turn your lamp down low Well you got no nerve baby, your pappa was down from your door Yeah alright I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues I said I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues, so bad I looked over in the corner baby, your grandma seemed to have them too Ya yeah, oh yeah Well my momma died and left me My poppa died and left me I ain't good looking baby But I'm somewhat sweet and kind I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? Oh yeah But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille She said she wanna go and I sure will take her, yeah babe I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen Lord I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen Well, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah And she look like a dog gone queen Yeah wake up momma, turn your lamp down low I said now wake up momma, turn your lamp down low You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door

Delia, Delia, how can it be? You love that old rounder, but you don't love me Well, that's one more rounder gone Delia, Delia sitting all around Some of your old rounders gonna pay my way back home Sitting on the housetop, high as I can see You love that old rounder, but you don't love me Delia's poor mother took a trip out West When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack, Took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low, Shot poor Delia with that hated .44 Delia, Delia, wouldn't take no one's advice Last words I heard her say were, "Jesus Christ!" Judge said to Kenny, "Here's a natural fact: You going to wait in jail till Delia come back" Kenny's in the basement, drinking from a silver cup Delia's in the graveyard, never come back up Kenny said to judge, "What's the fuss about? Just that no good woman trying to put me out"

My love don't change There's going to be some stealing My love don't change There's going to be some stealing done And if I backbite you I don't mean no harm What do you want with a woman When she won't do nothing you say What do you want with a woman When she won't do nothing you say What do you want with a rooster When he won't crow 'fore day If my love don't change There's going to be some riding done If my love don't change There's going to be some riding done And if I take you woman I just be made my run Going in one of these alleys Get me some lonesome booze Going in one of these alleys Get me a quart of this lonesome booze My woman done left me I got these love changing blues

I was travelin' through South Americas Walked up to a lady's house Called her Grandma Didn't know her name, she give me something to eat Walked on down the road I heard a old train, getting off like this I heard a old bell ring, kinda like this I went on down, I heard an old whistle blow, I heard it saying Look a-yonder Look a-yonder At the women At the women I went on then, and begin to sing to the engineer Mr. Engineer, let a man ride the blinds Mr. Engineer, let a poor man ride the blinds Said, "I wouldn't mind it, fella But you know this train ain't mine" I begin to hear that old fella blow it long, sho' Here the way he blowed Then I begin to sing to him one more time You're a cruel fireman, low-down engineer You're a cruel fireman, low-down engineer I'm trying' to hobo my way And you leave me standing' here Then I go along further and begin to sing "Poor Boy" to him Then he begin to smile in my face Get up, fella, ride all 'round the world Get up, fella, ride all 'round the world Poor boy, you ain't got no girl Then I begin to hear him tell me about those cheese and eggs How he wanted 'em fixed Hear him say Scrambled down Scrambled down Scrambled down Then I begin to hear him tell me about those cheese and eggs I hear him say Cheese Eggs Dinner Dinner Then I begin to hear him tell me about Emry I love you Emry, I love you true Love you, Emry, tell the world I do 'Em

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel Feel like a broke down engine, Mama, ain't got no drivin' wheel You all been down and lonesome, you know how a poor man feels I been shooting craps and gambling, Mama, and I done got broke I been shooting craps and gambling, Honey, and I done got broke I done pawned my pistol, Mama, my best clothes been sold Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord I went down in my praying ground and fell on bended knees I went down in my praying ground and fell on bended knees I ain't crying for no religion, Lordy, give me back my good girl please If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more If you give me my baby, I won't worry you no more You anit got to put her in my house, Lordy, only lead her to my door Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord Don't you hear me, Baby, rappin' on your door? Don't you hear your daddy, rappin' on your door? Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivers at all Feel like a broke down engine, Mama, ain't got no drive at all What makes me love my woman? She can really do the Georgia crawl Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell If you's a real hot mama, drive away daddy's weeping spell And I won't be back no more, Baby