Sweet to Mama
 

Lord I woke up this morning : with the blues all around my baby's bed
I turned my face to the wall : baby these are the words I said

Lordy it's sweet to mama : now mama where you stay last night
Because your clothes all wrinkled : mama and your hair sure ain't fixed up right

Lord it's two drops of water : Lord and one or two grains of sand
Now babe the blues ain't nothing : but a woman want to see her man

Lord it's two pretty steamers : Lord they running along side by side
And now you know my good gal : I can't keep her satisfied

Lord my mama told me : Lord when I was a child
You having good times now : you have trouble after awhile

If I just had a‑listened : to just what my mama said
I would have been at home : trying to live good and

Lord when you see the spider : Lord a‑running up and down the wall
He must be going somewhere : great God to try and have his ashes hauled

I said a‑weeping Mary : now Mary don't you weep no more
And now stop and take your time : and do your work everywhere you go