Ax Sweet Mama

Well, I ask sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said «might that but I’d like to keep it hid»
Well, she looked at me, she began to smile
She says «I thought I might use you for my man awhile
But just don’t let my husband catch you there
I say, just don’t let my husband catch you there»
Well, I went upstairs to pack my leavin' trunk
I never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
I ain’t never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
Now I never saw no whiskey
But the blues made me sloppy drunk
Play!
Well then, some said it was beans
And uh some said it’s greens
But it’s slow consumption killin' you by degrees
It’s the slow consumption killin' you by degrees
Now it’s the slow consumption killin' you by degrees
Well, I say ask sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said «I might but I’d like to keep it hid»
Well, she looked at me, she began to smile
She says «I thought I might use you for my man awhile
But just don’t let my husband catch you there
I say, just don’t let my husband catch you there»