Peetie Wheatstraw Devil's Son In Law
I wonder where would you be now, little mama
Baby, now you made my life a wreck
And now where would you be-be, um
Mama, now you made my life a wreck
Mama, now I'd rather have a rattle snake
Honey now, wrapped a-round my neck
When you used to love me, now little mama
Mama, go clear down to my toes
When you used to love me, baby
Have it go clear down to my toes
Well-well, the other way that I love you, mama
Honey, now don't nobody know
Now I've got eleven women, umm
And I got one little indian squaw
I say I got eleven women
And I got one little indian squaw
Well-well, now that they come to see me
I'm liable to be the Devil's-Son-In-Law
'Play it for me one time, pick it now won't cha?'
(piano & guitar)
Now, an if you take my little woman
You can't keep her long
Well now, if you take my little woman
Well now you can't keep her long
Well-well now, she will come running home
Cryin, 'Daddy, now I done wrong'
Baby, you will never catch special deliveries, mama
Honey, directed to my chest
Tell you now you will never get
(special deliveries mama, honey, directed to my chest)
Now, when I leave you now, little mama
You will never see me back here, again
