Mama You Don't Know How - The Down Home Boys; May 1927, E position, standard tuning.
SPOKEN: Play it, boys, while I'm singin'!
Oooh, ain't got no mama now
Oooh, ain't got no mama now
Gonna be another war, don't need no mama nohow
Lord, out late last night, mama, everything was still
Lord, out late last night, baby, everything was still
H'it were me and my sweet baby, easin' 'round the hill
Lord, I'd rather be dead, mama, moldered in the clay
Lord, I'd rather be dead, baby, moldered in the clay
See my sweet baby, treated this-a-way
Oooh, mama, you don't know how
Oooh, baby, you don't know how
Got another sweet baby, Lord, she's shakin' it now
Gonna sing this verse, mama, ain't gon' sing no more
Gonna sing this verse, baby, ain't gon' sing no more
'Cause the landlady's liquor, Lord, it's comin' too slow
SPOKEN: Play it, boys, while I'm singin'!
Oooh, ain't got no mama now
Oooh, ain't got no mama now
Gonna be another war, don't need no mama nohow
Lord, out late last night, mama, everything was still
Lord, out late last night, baby, everything was still
H'it were me and my sweet baby, easin' 'round the hill
Lord, I'd rather be dead, mama, moldered in the clay
Lord, I'd rather be dead, baby, moldered in the clay
See my sweet baby, treated this-a-way
Oooh, mama, you don't know how
Oooh, baby, you don't know how
Got another sweet baby, Lord, she's shakin' it now
Gonna sing this verse, mama, ain't gon' sing no more
Gonna sing this verse, baby, ain't gon' sing no more
'Cause the landlady's liquor, Lord, it's comin' too slow