Statesboro Blues

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

Won't you wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

Do you have the nerve to drive me from your door?

I said that gater left Savannah, Lord, it could not stop

You should have seen that colored farmer when he got that boiler hot

Reach over in the corner mama, won't you hand me my travelling shoes

Well Lord, my god, I got them Statesboro blues

Well, my momma died and left me reckless

My poppa died and left me wild, wild, wild

Well my mama died and left me reckless

Papa died and left me wild

See I ain't good looking but I'm someone's angel child

I said Mama tell your Papa

Papa tell your sister

Sister tell your uncle

We're going up the country

Wouldn't you like to go?

We're going to do one for background

Then do two or three more

I said that gater left Savannah, Lord, it could not stop

You should have seen that colored farmer when he got that boiler hot

Reach over in the corner mama, won't you hand me my travelling shoes

Well Lord, my god, I got them Statesboro blues

Yeah Lord, my god, I got me them Statesboro blues...