Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.. You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.. . I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,.
Black hearted woman, can't you see your poor man dyin'. Can't count on both hands, babe, all the lonely nights I've been cryin'. Well I'm tired of all your slippery ways, I can't take your evil lyin'.