Honky Tonk Blues
I could sit right here, think a thousand miles away,
Sit right here, think a thousand miles away,
Since I had the blues this bad, cannot remember the day.
Tell me, baby, what you got on your mind,
Tell me, baby, what you got on your mind,
I’m eating here and drinkin’, havin’ a lovely time.
Let me be your wiggler, till your wobbler comes,
Let me be your wiggler, till your wobbler comes,
You tell your wobbler, what your wiggler done.
I never believe in havin’ one woman at a time,
I never believe in havin’ one woman at a time,
I always have six, seven, eight or nine.
She said, “Babe, oh, baby, Babe, oh, baby,
You bound to set your sweet papa cra . . . crazy.”