Ax Sweet Mama — текст песни (Ry Cooder)

(Sleepy John Estes)

Well, I ax sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said I might but I`d like to keep it hid
Well, she looked at me, she began to smile
She says I thought I might use you for my man awhile
But just don`t let my husband catch you there
I say, just don`t let my husband catch you there

Well, I went upstairs to pack my leavin` trunk
I never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
I ain`t never saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk
Well, I ain`t saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk

Well, some said it was beans, some said it was greens
But it`s slow consumption killin` you by degrees
It`s slow consumption killin` you by degrees