Bo Weavil Jackson — You Can't Keep No Brown lyrics

Lyrics

Now my mama’s dead: so is my daddy too
That’s the reason I tried to hard: to get along with you
Now where there ain’t no loving: ain’t no getting along
Because you’ll have more trouble: honey than all the day
is long
So many days: I stoled away and cried
Poor boy has been mistreated: now I can’t be satisfied
Now I’m going to write a letter: mail it in the air
Because the March wind blows: it blows news everywhere
Because I’m going up the country: won’t be very long
Good gal: you can count the days I’m gone
I often tell my honey: don’t have to fight
The gal that gets you: has got to try to treat you right
I’m crazy about my Jane: tell the world that I am Because I’m going: got to sing long‑distance blues
Now you get way back: you get to ball the jack
You begin to fuss: and get your rider back
I want to see my Jane: tell the world that I do Because I’m going I’m going: to sing long‑distance blues