Now old Bunker Hill  place that I [long, wants] to stay
Where I can have a good time  every day
*Hey them* Mississippi mama : and you look all right to 
me
I'm just crazy about your good looks  as any poor man can 
be
And the people on Bunker Hill  look at me sing this song
Say that's papa Frank Stokes : he sure got *worried on*
I'm going to take me a ladder I mean light I see
Mama that's all right  you're sweet enough for me
I'm going to talk to some day  talk to you for myself
If you don't treat me right mama  you can't treat nobody 
else