Lord she won't pick cotton girl won't pick no corn
Baby I don't see why you want to hang around me so long
And it's one two three four five six seven eight nine
When I count them blues the men and women is mine
Lord if I get lucky mama in this world again
I ain't going to fool with no more women and a mighty few 
men
Mmm mmm
Lord I walked all last night and all last night before