Stokes, G position, Sane, C position.
NOTE: Frank Stokes pronounced "valise", "vay-liss", with the accent on the first syllable.
SOLO
Hey, what do you want your man to do?
Hey, what do you want your man to do?
Said, I'll rob and steal to make every day for you
And now, it's for my breakfast, give me a half a cup of tea
Hey, it's for my breakfast, give me a half a cup of tea
About half past nine, sing the same old song to me
Ah, I ain't gon' work for you no more
Ah girl, I ain't gon' work for you no more
Every time I work for you, carried from door to door
And now your wife get to trailin', don't want to stay at home
And now your wife get to trailin', don't want to stay at home
Let another one walk, and let the first old gal go (Spoken, Sane: That's it.)
Hey, somethin' really worryin' me
Hey, somethin' really worryin' me
It's not my present filly, but she's the gal that I would like to see
I'm gon' grab my valise, I'm goin' away from home
I'm gonna grab my valise, I'm goin' 'way from home
You don't like my treatment, you sure can leave me 'lone
Hey, mama, what's the matter now?
Hey, mama, what's the matter now?
There's a midnight train in the world, and I sure know how
And I feel like hollerin' murder in the first degree
And I feel like hollerin' murder in the first degree
You didn't have no business, gal, startin' this deal with me
Hey, what do you want your man to do?
Hey, what do you want your man to do?
Gal, I rob and steal, I make every day I save for you
I ain't gonna stay wit' you no more
I ain't gonna stay wit' you no more
Every time I stay wit' you, carried from door to door