Says a married woman, sweetest thing ever been born
She would be more sweet and true to me, if I could go to her home
Blues and trouble, two things I've had all my life
I never had so much trouble, till I fell in love with another man's wife
What's the use of gettin' sober, know you're gonna be drunk again
What's the use of leavin' your mama, know you're gonna beg back home again
She's so evil, baby you know you can't count
Because you can never tell, when your husband is around
Tell me what's the matter mama
Can't see no mail
Post office's on fire
Mailman in jail
I'm gonna call you one mornin', please don't forget that day
If you can't do like I tell you, mama go on your no good way
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