I woke up this morning just 'bout half past four 
Hesitation blues was knocking on my door

Refrain:
Tell me, how long, do I baby, have to wait
Can I let you know? Why must I hesitate?

Ain't no use in me working so hard 
I got me two good women 
working in the rich folks' yard

I ain't your good man,
ain't your good man's son 
But I can get in the place of your good man,
'til your good man comes

Well, I ain't no miller,
ain't no miller's son 
But I can grind a little corn, 
'til the miller comes

I ain't no wine presser,
ain't no wine presser's son 
But I can buy you a little groceries,
'til the grocery man cames

I ain't no cradle rocker,
ain't no cradle rocker's son 
But I can do a little rockin' for you, 
'til the rocker man comes

Well, I ain't no doctor,
ain't no doctor's son 
But I can cure a few cases, 
'til the doctor comes

Eagle on the dollar say, "In God We Trust" 
Woman flashy, wants a man but I declare 
she want a dollar first

I ain't no bookkeeper,
ain't no bookkeeper's son 
But I can keep a few books, 
'til the bookkeeper comes

I ain't no milkman,
ain't no milkman's son
But I can keep you supplied, 
'til your milkman comes

I ain't no chauffeur, 
ain't no chauffeur's son 
But I can do a little driving, 
'til your chauffeur comes

Well, I ain't no back-breaker,
ain't no back-breaker's son 
But I can stretch out my back,
'til your back-breaker comes

I ain't got no woman and I ain't got no kid 
Ain't got no daughter to be bothered with

I ain't no rent payer,
ain't no rent payer's son 
But I can scrape up a few rents,
'til the rent payer comes

Well, I ain't been to heaven but I've been told 
St. Peter learnt the angels how to do the Jelly Roll

Me and my buddy and two or three more 
We get good women everywhere we go

Well, I hitched up the mule 
and the mule wouldn't pull 
Took the hunches off the mule 
and put the hunches on the bull

Blacker the berry the sweeter the juice 
I'd be a fool if I quit the woman I got 
because it ain't no use

I got hesitating stockings,
hesitating shoes
I got a hesitating woman
singing me the hesitating blues

My good gal quit me,
I ain't going to wear no black
I always got something to make her
come running back

Men in the country hollering, "Whoa, haw, gee!" 
Women in the city flying around 
asking the question, "Who wants me?"

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Just show me a woman that a man can trust

You know, my mother told me 
when I was just six years old 
I'm going to be a good women getter, 
God bless your soul