Barefoot Blues Songtext
von J.D. Short

Now, Mama, let′s get stone barefoot and get drunk and run. 'Cause I′m a hard-workin' man, you think I'm gonna be your slave for you all my life. And you know I can read and you don′t know how to treat a good man right

Now, let′s get stone barefooted, mama, and get drunk and run
Let's get stone barefooted, mama, and get drunk and run
I don′t feel like botherin' with you, mama, but I just feel like havin′ my fun

Yes, you're a long-ways traveller, long ways from your home
You are a long-ways traveller, long ways from your home
Spendin′ all my money for whiskey and gettin' drunk, mama, you don't know how you carry on


I work hard, daily, daily, mama, tryin′ to make a good home for you
I work hard daily, daily, tryin′ to make a good old home for you
Now, why'd you do things to your good man, ma′am, why'd you make him feel so blue?

In a few more days now, mama, your good man′s gonna be goin' away
In a few more days now, mama, your good man′s gonna be goin' away
You gon' miss that hard-workin′ man, you gonna need his help someday

I work hard daily and daily, bring you home my pay
I work hard now daily, woman, bring you home my pay
I can′t see how you have the nerve, mama, treat a good man this-a-way

Now, I b'lieve I go, mama, don′t feel welcome here
Honey, Lord, I b'lieve I go, mama, Lord, I don′t feel welcome here
You a no-good woman, you don't feel in no hard-workin′ man's care