(a. croup)

Thats all right my mama, thats all right for you
Thats all right my mama any old way you do
But thats all right, well thats all right
Well thats all right my mama
Any way that you wanna do

My mother she did tell me
Papa did tell me too
Son, that woman that youre foolin with
She aint no good for you

Ill be leaving here tomorrow
Leaving here for sure
You aint gotta be bothered with me
Hangin round your door