Rock and Gravel Blues

Let's go to the river and sit down
Honey, let's go to the river and sit down
If the blues overtake us, jump overboard and drown

It takes rocks, it takes gravels to make a solid road (2)
It takes a lovin' fair brownie to satisfy my soul

I've got a range in my kitchen, mama, cooks so nice and brown
I've got a range in my kitchen, cooks so nice and brown
I want some lovin' fary to turn my damper down

Can't you tell me pretty, mama, where'd you get your lovin' from?
So tell me, pretty mama, where'd you get your lovin' from?
"T'ain't none of your business, I ain't gonna give you none

I'm going away, mama, won't be back 'til Fall (2)
You have mistreat me, you was the cause of it all

Come here, sweet mama, sit on your daddy's knee
Run here, pretty mama, sit on your daddy's knee
Said, tell your sweet papa, what may your troubles be?