Classic Poem

Ah, wake up mama: wake up and don't sleep so sound
Gimme what you promised me: before you lay down
I been getting my 'tuni:
only thing I love
Make you weep like a willow,
sling snot like a turkle-dove

Now I've got a gal, and the kid: lives out on the hill
She got good doin': serve to the one she may will
She got good 'tuni
I'm a fool about my yam yam yam
Get my yam yam yam
I'm going back down in Alabam'

Now come-a here, baby, and sit down in my lap
Sit one side: I forgot to tell you I had the clap your hands together Charlie,
Charlie!
where's you been so long?
I been down in Tennessee
and I couldn't stay there very long

I got a job in the freight house trying to learn how to truck
A box fell on me this morning, like to bust one of my:
Nut-house for crazy-folks
folks got sense don't go there
And all the friends I had
done shook hands and left there

I got a gal, and the kid playin' deef and dumb
But the movements in her hip'll make a dead man:
Come on out my window
don't knock on my door
And I done told you two or three times
don't want you no more

Now run in here baby 'cause I done got kinda sick
It ain't nothin' ailin' my stomach: it's something wrong with my:
Dixie Dam was a camp in Georgia
you can't stay there very long
All the friends I had
done shook hands and gone

Now here's a verse I don't want a soul to miss
I been taking charity grub: I've got to go outside:
Shut your mouth, boy!
poor boys can't talk at once
And I done told you two or three times
I don't want no junk