LJ:    Sister Kate told Mr. Neal, you can't ride in my automobile,

LJ:    Unless you wipe it off.

CW:  I'm wipin' it off.

LJ:    Ah, wipe it off.

CW:  Ah, doot dee doe.

LJ:    ‘Cause I keeps it shiny, you got to wipe it off.

CW:  Wipe it off.



LJ:    Take your hands off my jelly roll, they been out in the cold.

LJ:    Now you wipe ‘em off.

CW:  Wipe' it off.

LJ:    Ah, wipe them off.

CW:  I'm wipin' it off.

LJ:    Your hands are full of coal dust, you got to wipe them off.

CW:  You got to wipe them off.



LJ:    Mr. Barber, don't be no fool, you can't use that same old tool,

LJ:    Unless you wipe it off.

CW:  Ah, wipe it off.

LJ:    Ah, wipe it off.

CW:  I'm wipin' it off.  

LJ:    They old and rusty, you better wipe them off.

CW:  You better wipe it off.



LJ:    Sister Kate told little brother Bud, you done dropped your baseball in the mud,

LJ:    Now you got to wipe it off.

CW:  I'm wipin' it off.

LJ:    Ah, you better wipe it off.

CW:  I'm wipin' it off, papa. 

LJ:    I love to play with your baseball, you better wipe it off.

CW:  You got to wipe it off.