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Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low
Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve, baby, to turn Uncle John from your door
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro blues
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro blues
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too
Well, my momma died and left me, my poppa died and left me
I ain't good lookin', baby, I'm somewhat sweet and kind
I'm goin' to the country, baby, do you wanna go?
'Cos if you can't make it, baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go
And I sure will take her
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah
She look like a doggone queen
Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low
Wake up, Momma, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door
- Album:
- An Anthology
- Miscellaneous
- Duane Allman: An Anthology
- Southern Rock Review
- Dreams
- 100% Blues
- Dreams (Box Set)
- Skydog: The Duane Allman Retrospective
- An Anthology: Duane Allman
- The Legend and the Legacy
- Duane Allman: An Anthology, Volume II
- House of Blues: Essential Southern Rock
- An Anthology Vol. 2