I'm going up the country, babe, don't you wanna go? I'm going up the country, babe, don't you wanna go? I'm going to some place where I've never been before I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine I'm going where the water tastes like wine We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we've got to leave today Just exactly where we're going I cannot say, but We might even leave the USA 'Cause there's a brand new game that I don't want to play No use of you running, or screaming and crying 'Cause you've got a home as long as I've got mine

Well, I told you pretty baby Such a long time ago If I found you with another Well, I'd walk right out the door Oh, you might call me crazy But one thing you should know Well, honey, you want me to love you've got to Give it up or let me go I know it's useless to be jealous, wouldn't tie you if I tried When I think you messin' around my back Brings a pain just can't hide Oh, baby, I've been true to you And if I can make that sacrifice, Honey you can do it too Oh, play that guitar Tommy! Well, you come home drunk and nasty You won't tell me where you've been Just when things are nice and sweet You're goin back out again Why do you wanna mess up a good thing? I'm gonna find me another man One who wants to give me everything Oh yeah, Emily needs to find that thing! Bring it up, Martie! Well, I told you pretty baby Such a long time ago If I found you with another Well, I'd walk right out your door Oh, you might call me crazy One thing you should know Oh honey, If you want me to love you've got to Give it up or let me go Give it up now y'all! Give it up or let me go! Whoo! Yee-haw, ha-ha-ha Y'all are awesome

I've got a new suit, kind of Italian style It's got a low-cut collar, kind of carved behind Stitched in the waist and it's real tight in the butt, that's right You better watch out, baby, see me strut my stuff Yeah, come on Yeah, my shirt's made in England and my shoes in Rome You know I'm coming, smell my cologne You've got to keep up, baby, keep up with the times, yeah, you better Well, better watch out, you'll be left lagging far behind Oh yeah, keep up, baby, keep up I've got a new apartment, the view's sublime Sit on my sofa and let's pass some time The roof is leaking, oh, the rent is high, yes, it is I've got to keep up, baby, keep up with the times Yeah, you've got to keep up now, keep up, yeah I, I've got a new actress, she ain't been in much Except for filling a cocktail bar But said she got a break, she got a starring part in a movie If I don't watch out I'll be pushing a shopping cart, that'll be me You've got to keep up, baby, keep up, baby Keep up, baby, keep up with the times, yeah That's right, keep up with the times Well, if you don't watch out, you'll be left lagging far behind, alright What I said

Shotgun Blues Track #17 3: 20 Sonny Boy Williamson (John Lee) John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica With Blind John Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar William Mitchell - imb Chicago April 4, 1941 Album: 'Sugar Mama' The Essential Recordings of Sonny Boy Williamson Indigo Recording Ltd IGOCD 2014 Transcriber: [email protected] You ought a heard my grandmother When she got my grandfather, told me You ought a heard my grandmother When she got my grandfather, told me She said, 'Get away from me, man I swear you've done gotten too, old' Now, when my baby left me You know she left me with mule to ride Now when my baby left me You know she left me with mule to ride Now, when the train left the station You know my mule laid down an' died You know, I sent my baby You know a brand new twenty dollar bill You know, I sent my babe You know a brand new twenty dollar bill Now if that don't bring her back I'm doggone sure my shotgun will (Harmonica) Now, if I can't come in Let me sit down in front of your do' Now, I can't come in Let me sit down in front of your do' I leave so early in the mornin', you know Your real man won't never know (Harmonica) Um-hm, baby I ain't gonna sing for you no more Um-hm, baby You know I ain't gonna sing for you no more Now, if you been startin' to leave I swear, I'd just love to see you go. (Harmonica to end) ~

Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me Bring me my granulated sugar1, sugar mama, and try to ease my misery You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too You've got this granulated sugar, sugar mama, ain't nobody else got, but you They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, been braggin' all over town They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, braggin' all over town Now, the bootleggers want you to sell 'em enough to make whiskey, But you won't sell 'em about four or five pounds I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night Don't get my sugar three times a day, oh, Lord, then I don't feel right

Stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down Stop breakin' down, now Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down, yeah I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, now Now, an I'm gonna tell you somethin', baby A-baby, that you really, really can't do I know you can't love me, baby You gon' try, an love some other man, too But stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down, now I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, now Now, I'm gonna tell you somethin' else, baby I know you ain't goin' to like But when I quit you this time, baby You know I ain't gon', never take you back But stop breakin' down Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound, yeah Now, an the reason I know you's alright, baby mm A-because you told me so An I don't care what people say 'bout you I love you, a-ev'rywhere you go But you must stop breakin' down, now Baby, ple-ease stop breakin' down I don't believe you really, really love me I think you just like the way my music sound.

Good mornin' little schoolgirl Can I go home with you Tell your mama and your daddy That I'm a little school boy too Baby I love ya', I just can't help myself Your so good lookin' pretty baby I don't need nobody else Good mornin' little school girl Can I go home with you Ooo, ooo, ooowee I'm gonna leave you baby About the break of the day On account of the way you treat me I've got to stay away Good mornin' little schoolgirl Can I go home with you Tell you mama and your daddy I'm a little school boy too Come on home pretty baby Oh ya know I can't help myself Ooo, ooo, ooowee I' gonna buy me an airplane And fly all over your town And tell everybody, baby Lord knows you've been puttin' me down I can't stand it baby Just can't stand it baby Just can't help myself Your so young and pretty But your in love with somebody else Good morin' little school girl Can I go home with you Ooo, ooo, ooowee Oh, baby what you do to me Oh, I can't help myself