Piney Woods Lyrics

Blind Lemon Jefferson Piney Woods

Lord heavy‑hipped mama : she done moved to the piney wood
She's a high‑stepping mama : and she don't mean no man no
good

She got ways like the devil : and hair like a Indian
squaw
She been trying two years : to get me to be her son‑in‑law

Big mama : own everything in her neighborhood
But when she made the money : is when she lived in the
piney wood

Blues in my kitchen : blues in my dining room
And some nice young fair brown : had better come here
soon

Well the cook's in the kitchen : picking and fussing over
turnip greens
White folks in the parlor playing cards : and they're
serving their cake and tea

My baby loves my baby : like a cow loves to chew her cud
But that fool just off and left me : she done moved to
the piney wood