INTRO
I got a range in my kitchen, it don't do me no good
I got a range in my kitchen, it don't do me no good
Gon' get me a New York woman, to burn my coal and wood
Gon' get me a New York woman, to burn my coal and wood
Gon' get me a New York woman, to burn my coal and wood
'Cause these Alabama women, they don't mean you no good
She had the nerve to tell me, she didn't want me no more
She had the nerve to tell me, she didn't want me no more
But that Good Book do declare, you've got to reap just what you sow
So many cold mornings, you drove me from your door
So many cold mornings, you drove me from your door
But that Good Book do say, baby, you've got to reap just what you sow
Ahhh, baby, what are you trying to do?
Ahhh, baby, what are you trying to do?
Are you trying to quit me, break my heart in two?
Say, I wonder do my baby, ever think of me
I wonder do my baby, ever think of me
Then I wonder, do my baby, ever think of me
I'm gonna tell you, woman, dago told the jew
I'm gonna tell you, baby, dago told the jew
If you don't want me, mama, what do I want with you?


