Said I'm leaving mama, going away I'm going to leave you 
now
Every time I think  I think I'm downtown
Yeah listen mama  what I'm about to say to you
Ain't a thing to the world mama  that I want you to do
If the blues get away from me mama  I'm going back home 
with you
Every time I see you  I think about the things I want to 
do
And I'm going I'm going mama  what you want me to bring 
you back
Mama think about the things in the world  that your good 
friends have
I'm going to the workhouse  set out on the floor
And if the times don't get better  I ain't going back 
home no more
And I feel like hollering  murder in the first degree
You didn't have no business mama  starting this deal with 
me