Classic Poem

If your man gets personal
once you have your fun
If your man gets personal
once you've had your fun
Just come on back to Friar's Point mama and
barrelhouse all night long

I've got womens in Vicksburg
clean on in to Tennessee
I've got womens in Vicksburg
clean on in to Tennessee
But my Friar's Point rider now
hops all over me

I ain't going to state no color but her
front teeth crowned with gold
I ain't going to state no color but her
front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body and a
lien on my soul

Lord I'm going to Rosedale , gonna take my
rider by my side
Lord I'm going to Rosedale , gonna take my
rider by my side
We can still barrelhouse baby 'cause it's
on the river side

Now you can squeeze my lemon till the
juice run down my
(till the juice run down my leg baby
you know what I'm talking about)
You can squeeze my lemon till the
juice run down my bed
(that's what I'm talking about now)
But I'm going back to Friar's Point if I be rocking
to my head